Black Poetry : YALL ADD TO THIS PIECE (DANG BILLS PILE UP)

[$$RICH$$]

can't help but cry
coz these bills on da fly
to high to pay so i lay
low creepin out da door
looking for a clue
don't know what to do
i might be down and out
but i hold my head up
i'm stuck in a rut like dem
cats on wallstreet beat
playing for keeps the flo of
cash got me on my @%%
don't pass me by !
now a stick up kid
guess what i did
to get paid .........mannnnnnnnn!!

 

[MADDRAPPER]

**** rich yall blew this up for real yo appreciate that

 

[$$RICH$$]

man most welcome MADD i really enjoyed this piece

 

[krazelyricks]

The bills pile up more and more as I buy me another Louis Vuitton
Everyday I'm thinking about calling me a Bishop Dun Wuan
Because making this five seventy five is making me a bum
Keeping up with the fashions and repin' ATL, the city I'm from
Can put a hole in your pocket, do you know where I'm coming from?
Huh?
But still I rep....even if the light get cut off
I buy dem' same clothes no matter how much it cost
But when them bills pile up...I'm lost
More like a ghost
Or worst
A cripple old lady in the mack of a hurst
Because I didn't know being in style could take most
Of my paycheck.......dang I'm frost!!!!!!!!!!