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Minimum Wage
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Minimum Wage adlı parça {albumName} albümünün bir parçası olarak Blue Feathers Records/RCA Records tarafından 3 Kasım 2023 tarihinde yayınlandıMinimum Wage - Single
3 Kasım 2023
FirmaBlue Feathers Records/RCA Records
DilEnglish
BPM63
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Akustiklik
Valence
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Enerji

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[Intro]
Ah
You don't know how it feel, locked in the the cage and run out of numbers to dial
I'm from the dirt like the rocks
Press
Yeah
Whoa
Money well spent
[Chorus]
Uh, I can't go back to no minimum wage
I rather hustle for mine every day
Taking the chances and dodging the case
I'm tryna stack it and stuff up the safe
I can't go back to the back of the back
'Less it's back of the back, and I'm having my way
I can't go back to the back to the back to the back to the back, to no minimum wage
[Verse 1]
I come from dodging the pothole
Throw pounds in the air like he Ralo
Can't make 'em pull up, and out me
So I keep it on me like narcos
I can't be dealing with bitches that keep getting jealous, complain 'bout my side hoe
I'm drippin' in casa de blanco
Pull up to the club in a Tahoe
You don't know how it feel to be locked in the cage, and run out of numbers to dial
Rolex Baguette, the dial
He lost his life, he went viral
See, I'ma just lead, never follow
He snake my gun, then we fall out
I hit the beat, pour my heart out
I can't go back to the bottom
[Chorus]
I can't go back to no minimum wage
I rather hustle for mine every day
Taking the chances and dodging the case
I'm tryna stack it and stuff up the safe
I can't go back to the back of the back
'Less it's back of the back, and I'm having my way
I can't go back to the back to the back to the back to the back, to no minimum wage
[Verse 2]
I'm from a place where they shoot you like Zimmerman
You catch a body, it make you a bigger man
He pop a pill, now the pill, it start kicking in
He started spinnin' shit, just like a ceiling fan
I got like two or three guns in my crib
You better think twice tryna run up in my home
Fucking with me, better get you a Bible
I'm tryna ball, just like the finals
I'm getting money, I'm puttin' it up
And I don't need love, I stopped giving a fuck
I'm in the trap, thirty days in the month
I talk to my junkie, he crackin' me up
She all on Google, she lookin' me up
They remember my face when they look at me once
They keep on claiming shit they never done
But they not the problem, I figured it's us
[Chorus]
I can't go back to no minimum wage
I rather hustle for mine every day
Taking the chances and dodging the case
I'm tryna stack it and stuff up the safe
I can't go back to the back of the back
'Less it's back of the back, and I'm having my way
I can't go back to the back to the back to the back to the back, to no minimum wage
Written by: Akil King, Darren Overton, Maurice Simmonds, Quinton Gardner, Sergio Romero
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