Spillz - Tax Money (feat. Scarlett) Lyrics

Reminiscing on days when I ain't have a direction
Fronting like it was good when everything was messy
Finally spoke to the lord he told me to use my blessings
I get it I understand it was written boy I was destine
To be great nigga all you haters never mattered
Give me space nigga
I got a gallery of rhymes can you paint nigga
Enjoy the breeze while I'm balling like a saint nigga
I ain't a saint and I don't care bout what you think nigga
They done let the man out finally got my brand out
And now we tryna stand out
Wasn't making noise now we bring them pots and pans out
Others niggas jealous cuz they visions didn't pan out
Prolly wasn't planned out
Now they got they hands out
Looking for a hand out that we will never hand out
Still drinking henny like a motherf*cker
Me and my blood brothers
They did not jump ship and now the bread coming (uh)
Burning trees call em' maples leaves
Lyrically in the major leagues
Real G's say they f*ck wit me
Cuz I ain't playing make believe bout how I run and make it squeeze
Boy that life ain't shit to glorify
It's niggas out here really losing lives
Instead of suits and ties they're running with a crew of guys
Whose quick to let them bangers fly
Shoot and never use their mind
But I know I'm using mine
You should use yours too
Them crackas waiting to catch you out here committing crimes
Like selling nicks and dimes
Or finding doors and kick em' down
Take everything out his crib and never make a sound

Why do money got a tax on it
I swear this debt shit is whack homie
To the ones that never cracked on me
I promise I got yo back homie
Why do money got a tax on it
I swear this debt shit is whack homie
And to the ones that never cracked on me
I promise I got yo back homie

I'm just a black man some say I need a cat scan
Say I came from the gutter like the rat man
Told all my dawgs I'll make happen
For you jokers sleeping on me call me Batman
I'm that man
Dark knight in a white land
Fighting for justice lucky telling chicago hit a man
Don't pop zanes I have plans to own a land
Create a band
Music gave me another chance
To live life I share my thoughts just with this mic
I lost sight and glad I lost it it taught me price
Need to be paid watch how you rolling dice
You see thing bout the shade you step into the light
Devil I'm out of your cage now time to save more lives
My mind used to think rage and then I almost died
Thought about my moms before the suicide
Picture all my niggas in a shirt and tie
Water at my chin and it was hard to swim
I was feeling like Shep off above the rim
Too many nightmares Freddy krueger friend
Then I underwent chemo when all this pain gone end
Line going flat life about to end
Grandma came and touch me you gone live again
Then I came back different better man
Head on my shoulders like the president
I'm talking to the youth better watch what you do
Because you can't put the toothpaste back in the tube
It's best to hold your bread let your mental improve
It's best to respect your elders learn about your roots
The future not in our hands shit it's up to you
I'm praying that they bump this before they go to school
I'm praying that I make it out the struggle too
I just be studying the government they every move

Why do money got a tax on it
I swear this debt shit is whack homie
To the ones that never cracked on me
I promise I got yo back homie
Why do money got a tax on it
I swear this debt shit is whack homie
To the ones that never cracked on me
I promise I got yo back homie

I promise I got yo back homie
To the ones that never cracked on me
I promise I got yo back homie
I promise I got yo back homie
Why do money got a tax on it
I swear this debt shit is whack homie
To the ones that never cracked on me
I promise I got yo back homie