I Need A Dollar (feat. Aloe Blacc)

Yonas:

Yo, I got a story but it comes with a price

I just paid the rent, but that don't cover the lights

I'm from a single parent home, no single loan

I hustle for every dollar, so singles is all i've known

No such thing as a sweet ghetto

Where broken beer bottles cover sidewalks like leaf petals

So welcome to my street meadow, where angels battle with the devil on a deep level

And cops so persistent to tie us up, but even in the jail system we fly as fuck

Hope the world get's ready cause I'm rising up

I speak directly to the rebels and riders

Yeah, yo I'm living my dream, but at the same time I got a vivid little scheme

I'm walking through the dirt trying to find me a pearl

You give me a dollar I give you the world

Aloe Blacc:

I need a dollar, dollar

A dollar that's what I need

Well I need a dollar, dollar

A dollar that's what I need

Said I said I need dollar, dollar

A dollar that's what I need

And if I share with you my story would you share your dollar with me?

Yonas:

All I got to survive off is a few things

My two hands, and some shoe strings

Like the freedom bell I could make the truth ring

For a couple dollars I teach you to be a true king

I never once claimed to be a know it all, before a dollar I could help you over the wall

Take you on a trip through expensive corridors, and decorate your wall with some vintage warhol

Living life I don't like what the coffin offers, on the corner cause I never liked the corner offers

Petty hustlers causing ruckus, but we used to sell weed that had Jamaican niggas coughing off it

Yo we living the dream, but at the same time we got a vivid little scheme

I'm walking through the dirt trying to find me a pearl

You give me a dollar I give you the world, yeah

Yonas:

And I'm aspired by spinning tires

I die hustling, never retire

While they expire I leave a legacy behind through these rhymes press play and catch a grease fire

Y'all cheap dryers, and couldn't flow heat if I had a technician get you re-wired

I'm no liar, we win races, y'all need to get the horse power in your jeeps higher

So peace prayers, hello future, I'm trying to get my team homes with the beach by us

So if music is the hustle, where the fingers playing notes on the piano I'm the key supplier

Yo we living the dream, but at the same time I got a vivid little scheme

I walking through the dirt trying to find me a pearl

You give me a dollar I give you the world, yeah