P + H Lyrics - The Yellow Album - Dom Kennedy

If ever we get lost during our time, please don't forget me 

You are free to take a look around but always remember where you come from 

By the way, I left a notebook for you by the door 

Please write when you can 

I used to wonder when my turn would come 

Now I wonder if I'll ever w quit 

I be buying shit I never had 

Cuz I was tired of never having shit 

And now I'm picking crab with shrimp 

And I don't fuck with no average chicks 

We eating $400 meals, tell me what you think I average tip 

Don't get caught up in extravagence 

And you can go from rags to rich 

Girl I see you got yo Gucci purse 

But you looking like a bag of shit 

And I don't gotta ask for shit 

I be counting all this cash I get 

And shout out to my baby mama 

Cuz she be paying half the rent 

Sometimes I sit back and just think about 

You ttryna get to Heavan much 

Niggas can't eat off of 7 bucks 

Bet you always expected us 

Who scratched the fucking records up 

This girl always tryna sex me up 

You better always gotta check for us 

Cuz we tryna get this money fast 

On Westside Get The Money($) Ave 

The kids wave when I'm coming past 

It's a parade when I'm coming past 

I can count a million one in cash 

And still I give all I have (x4) 

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