Dolla Signed

How come I gotta work this hard To free my soul To own what you stole The struggle is worth it If I can have what's not yours And you're not a God Hell no, your're not a fucking God But, ya got me steady praying hard Why the f*ck you make me work so hard Make that money, but my heart is starved So f*ck yo money, f*ck yo 9 to 5's And I know why dolla bills all have signs Ya know I'm tired of followin' all the time I know why dolla bills they all have signs Yo I'm chasin' that bag They throw it over my head And I suffocate, I suffocate Yo I'm chasin that bag They throw it over my head And I suffocate, I suffocate Yo I'm chasin that bag They throw it over my head And I suffocate, I suffocate The struggle is real But what does that mean That comfort is only of the dream appeal And we're workin' hard Workin' soul breakin' jobs But we need more to life than numb to five But we're not in charge They know we're not in fuckin' charge But f*ck it, we could start a war