With so much drama in the ARK
It's kinda hard finding jobs or gettin' pay
But I, somehow someway
Keep coming up with 45 cents like every day
May I get little shot mister
Bartender, Got a few dollars in my wallet
Two in morning and the money's still droppin' cause I ain't going home
I got druggies in my living room asleep in the floor
And they been there sleeping since six in the morning
So what you wanna do? sh*t..
I got a pocket full of lent with no money for you
So turn off the lights and close the doors
But for what? To save electricity hoe
Yeah, so we gon' drink and ounce then piss
Cheese down, bill's up, while I look for cash to spend

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Rollin' down the street, with now payroll, Sippin' Beer and Faygo
Laid Back, cause we ain't gonna money and no jobs we can find
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Now I got some serious beer
Everybody got they cups but nobody chipped in
Now this type of sh*t happens all the time
I gotta get more 'fore we run outta mine
Everything is fine when you listen to the Mystery
I got the dollar store brand drinks that we drink of see
Who listens to the words that I speak
As I take me a sip of Orange Faygo to drink
I get to makin' on the b*tch named Gravy
She work at Bill's dollar store a homeboy's lady
Ain't even freeze when it's 32 degrees
Raised up the price so I couldn't buy none of these
B*tch please, I need me a discount, feed the needy

(Chorus)

Later on that day, my homie Welfare pay came through the mailbox hey
I bought some phat ass gin, plus some nasty-ass lemon salt to sprinkle all in
I grab my throat, I had to barf up I hadn't been drunk since last month
Sam Adams and Coca-Cola I'm f*cked up, gotta run
But I ain't stopping cause the price ain't low, boy
Hey got some Faygo from the city of Detroit
Put a little beer and some salt on top
Cause when I'm drinkin' it up, it's the cream of the crop
Don't get up Bill that's just how it goes
Nobody knows, Cause I passed out in the floor

(Chorus) [repeat x2,fade out]