Okay
One penny for my two cents
Gimme' gimme' new prints
I'm just tryna' move where the booth is
One story for the loose ends that we didn't know was creepin' 'round with our names in their movements
One shout for the new kids
Never knew shit 'til they hood made 'em have the guts the prove it
Lets make a song for the bullshit going on 'cause like every lesson never tell you how to use it
This for the homies working two jobs, up late, tryna' keep strong when the coupons fill plates
This for the rappers with the new song, on play, but the stream count make 'em feel too far away
This for the lovers that was glued on, all great, 'til another person tried to take piece of your heart away
Lets make a song for the sadness and the hate and everything that make you truly appreciate feelin great
Uh
So whats the story now
And why they holdin out
I'm a bit older now
My music getting loud
Whats there to talk about
Something to block them out
My thoughts up in the clouds
And there's no coming down
No second chances now
Won't stop until they bow
So keep on pushin now
They on board the encore is what they 'bout
It's bound to come around eliminate the further doubt
I do not fall, I just ball, this my court, you the audience
I shoot for stars, come too far, to pack up now and not follow this
Blind, who you are, don't you start, still draining water from the continent
Mind, over art, over mind, keep you right to acknowledgment
SteveeHutch - 2 Cents Lyrics
SteveeHutch - 2 Cents Lyrics
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Okay
One penny for my two cents
Gimme' gimme' new prints
I'm just tryna' move where the booth is
One story for the loose ends that we didn't know was creepin' 'round with our names in their movements
One shout for the new kids
Never knew shit 'til they hood made 'em have the guts the prove it
Lets make a song for the bullshit going on 'cause like every lesson never tell you how to use it
This for the homies working two jobs, up late, tryna' keep strong when the coupons fill plates
This for the rappers with the new song, on play, but the stream count make 'em feel too far away
This for the lovers that was glued on, all great, 'til another person tried to take piece of your heart away
Lets make a song for the sadness and the hate and everything that make you truly appreciate feelin great
Uh
So whats the story now
And why they holdin out
I'm a bit older now
My music getting loud
Whats there to talk about
Something to block them out
My thoughts up in the clouds
And there's no coming down
No second chances now
Won't stop until they bow
So keep on pushin now
They on board the encore is what they 'bout
It's bound to come around eliminate the further doubt
I do not fall, I just ball, this my court, you the audience
I shoot for stars, come too far, to pack up now and not follow this
Blind, who you are, don't you start, still draining water from the continent
Mind, over art, over mind, keep you right to acknowledgment
One penny for my two cents
Gimme' gimme' new prints
I'm just tryna' move where the booth is
One story for the loose ends that we didn't know was creepin' 'round with our names in their movements
One shout for the new kids
Never knew shit 'til they hood made 'em have the guts the prove it
Lets make a song for the bullshit going on 'cause like every lesson never tell you how to use it
This for the homies working two jobs, up late, tryna' keep strong when the coupons fill plates
This for the rappers with the new song, on play, but the stream count make 'em feel too far away
This for the lovers that was glued on, all great, 'til another person tried to take piece of your heart away
Lets make a song for the sadness and the hate and everything that make you truly appreciate feelin great
Uh
So whats the story now
And why they holdin out
I'm a bit older now
My music getting loud
Whats there to talk about
Something to block them out
My thoughts up in the clouds
And there's no coming down
No second chances now
Won't stop until they bow
So keep on pushin now
They on board the encore is what they 'bout
It's bound to come around eliminate the further doubt
I do not fall, I just ball, this my court, you the audience
I shoot for stars, come too far, to pack up now and not follow this
Blind, who you are, don't you start, still draining water from the continent
Mind, over art, over mind, keep you right to acknowledgment
Writer: Steven Hutchason
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid