Dollars & Sense

Lyrics

[Intro: RJ Payne] Yeah, Gates what up? I see you, boy PAYNE!!! [Verse 1: RJ Payne] Geah, dear consumer, let me do some explainin' Please be careful with these new rappers that you entertainin' They throw up gang signs, they tell you they crew has been bangin' See they advocate it for you, but they don't do what they sayin' For instance, pop a perc, pop a molly, pop a bottle Then pop a chick raw, but that's not what you should follow No foundation, it's all hollow Stand for somethin' or fall for anythin', you know the motto Get high, get dumb, get fly, get numb Fuck a book, get some lean, pour a eighth, bust a gun Go to jail, take a life, have a kid, fuck a wife Hit the block, get a TEC, sell ya soul, what's the price? I'm sayin' none of it's real How they worshippin' drug addicts nowadays? I be wonderin' still Every day these record labels give hunnids of deals Then they force feed the world 'til every one of us ill, it's real [Chorus: G.C. (RJ Payne)] I don't know what's goin' on in your head But that don't make sense, for dollars and cents We're goin' crazy Well, I don't know what's goin' on in your head 'Cause that don't make sense, for dollars and cents Now we're goin' crazy for Buy low (then what), sell high (okay) Buy low (yeah), sell high (What else?) sell high (that's what they doin') Sell high, buy low (then what), sell high (Okay) buy low, sell high (damn) (That's what they doin') sell high, sell high [Verse 2: RJ Payne] Geah, dear children, let me do some explainin' Please be careful with these new rappers that you entertainin' They tattooin' they faces up, there's only few that remainin' Besides myself tryin' to help, shit, I'm through with complainin' It's time to do somethin', it's easy to move ya lips Time to prove somethin', these kids don't believe shit Time to move somethin' I saw the lost souls, and I double back around to get 'em Like when you lose somethin' So when I rap about a weapon it's to catch attention It's only entertainment, my nigga, that's prevention Don't put ya life on the line and go and catch a sentence Tryin' to live out rapper's rhymes, niggas better listen I'm just tellin' you, don't be stupid 'Cause these niggas'll tell you anything to sell you music It's not amusin' when you watchin' a pimp Niggas'll take us all to hell for them dollars and cents, it's PAYNE!!! [Chorus: G.C. (RJ Payne)] I don't know what's goin' on in your head But that don't make sense, for dollars and cents We're goin' crazy Well, I don't know what's goin' on in your head 'Cause that don't make sense, for dollars and cents Now we're goin' crazy for Buy low (then what), sell high (okay) Buy low (yeah), sell high (What else?) sell high (that's what they doin') Sell high, buy low (then what), sell high (Okay) buy low, sell high (damn) (That's what they doin') sell high, sell high