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200 Dollars
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Kota the Friend
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200 Dollars Lyrics – Kota the Friend My city gentrified My condo cost me almost a milli’, it’s in the Stuy Really, I just wanna live simple and get a crib out in Jersey And pay like two hundred dollars and take my time But I gotta grind, money be calling me on my line I’m a fuckin’ wreck, you only gettin’ me at my best I got heart, though, one of them niggas without a barcode Demon slayer, used to be drinkin’ until the bar closed Tryna control the drama and damage I’ve done I find it tougher to juggle dollars and family love I used to look into the mirror, like, “I can’t be a bum” And be a baby daddy, women gon’ be scared of me, bruh I fly away to Cali’ just for the weather, women, and jetskis Always thank God for all the ways that he blessed me And every time that he gave me clarity on some life shit Kept me fightin’ through the crisis, hit the light switch I’m not blind, in fact, I see everything The puppeteer’s hands, the backdrop, and the set of strings All I really want is to walk around with a wedding ring And own a home with porches and grass growin’ forever green Dinner with the family, then pound cake and vanilla bean Pops told me, “Never see somethin’ in [?] they never me” I’ma buy it cash and put some money in escrow Smile ear-to-ear when I get home, ayy, let’s go
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