vocals & lyrics: @dollawater
prod, mix & master: @eriknoha

lyrics:

[Verse 1]

lot of niggaz rappin’ but when it comes to bars, I’m a king
boy, I ain’t just snappin’, physically, I’m a part of the beat
Brian Pumper ‘bout the only nigga that’s harder than me 
walk around with knives all in my back, and my heart on my sleeve

what do I bring to the table? more plates
blowin’ candles out for the years I couldn’t afford cake
COVID been over, you niggaz still got poor taste
only need a pen to paint a portrait

if you ain’t ready to risk it all, don’t get involved
money killed more niggaz than crack epidemics, AIDS, or fentanyl
imagine what dolla do, I done made the most of the impossible, been around the world, still got lots to view

I love rap, but at thirty, this shit is not as cool
add the fact that my oldest daughter just started school
with clothes too small, could barely afford to cop her shoes
needless to say her mama was not amused

few weeks before, a fiend put a Glock to my head
last track battle was recorded from hospital beds
by the grace of God, just a few scrapes and gauze
couple more inches to the right and dolla was dead 

life is too short to be taken for granted
I’ma make the most of the time I got left on this planet
though it’s a lot to manage, I got it handled, took the cards I was handed, charged up, and evolved into Gambit

can’t expect a nigga on Twitch to understand the feeling
half my city strung out, twitchin’ behind abandoned buildings
I been going through it, trying not to over do it
I done lost a whole head of hair stressing over music

first and last time addressing this shit so listen up
I am not ignoring you niggaz, I just been sick as fuck
I can either live in my truth or choose to walk around it
I think I’m finally ready to talk about it

[Verse 2]

next nigga ask me where a verse at, prolly gon’ get cursed at, get his woman’s purse snatched, then gon’ take a dirt nap,
nigga I’ve been havin’ delusion like “shh, you heard that?”
I ain’t got time to be foolin’ ‘round with your nerd ass

I mean that respectfully, this is not an open invite to come and check on me, ‘less you got a check for me,
niggaz want that hard, want them barz, want that killa shit
100-something DMs, no one talkin’ percentages

my dick ain’t free, my pen ain’t either
niggaz hit me ’bout collabs when my kids ain’t eatin’
Discord don’t pay no bills, so I ain’t streamin’ 
had to defy the oddz just to get back even

I spit that Ether, “that shit that make your soul burn slow”
that heat, straight from the cradle to the fuckin’ hearse flow
hottest outta Colorado, I shout that shit from the top of mountains
I think I’m finally ready to talk about it

[Verse 3]

so let’s talk about it…
started at the bottom , but I always stay on top of shit 
dollawater got a grip, the opposite of counterfeit
always bet the house on myself, still ain’t lost a cent
you not legit, uninstall Bandlab and call it quits 

we’re not the same, all of your favorite rappers are slain,
I come from the era of rappers with brains
all of your patnaz got life and a day
my patna’s the one presided the case

tired of rappin’, but really, what I’m supposed to do?
its all I’ve ever done, and quittin’s something my soul refuse
niggaz always ask why I’m so recluse, I’m close to thru
tired of being overworked and underused 

for now, I roll a J, sit down and meditate
I can hear Death ‘round the corner, fuck it, let him wait
D.O. double L to the A, ain’t no doubt about it
ain’t nothing left to say, y’all can talk about it

eriknoha

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