25 Bucks (ft. Purity Ring)

25 bucks, momma braid your hair

Sit on the porch, she'll do it on the stairs

Grew your hair out and you wanna get it twisted

Fed us many nights nigga that's how we was living

25 bucks, momma braid your hair

Sit on the porch, she'll do it on the stairs

Grew your hair out and you wanna get it twisted

Fed us many nights nigga that's how we was living

I'll not get old

If I dig with my knees, iIf I grind on my teeth

I know from the attic of me

From the bottoms of cleats, from the wayward it seeds

Arthritis in her fingers, carpal tunnel in her wrists

'Bout to feed her kids at night sit between her legs and twist

While she listen to the oldie soap operas smoking bogies

On the phone gossiping telling homegirls stories

Girlfriend worried cause her son's in a hurry

To see the state Pen' or a cemetery buried

Ma replied do her best but it's still rough

Keep your kids out the street and away from drugs

Doing hair in the house ain't putting on Daniel

Daddy in and out, ay, who turned that channel?

Sneakers turn to house shoes, stepping on the back

Ashing her cigarette in a brown paper bag

Smoking joints, laughing tryna get the part straight

For ten, put your perm in, don't scratch all day

Hot cocoa stove put the food in the bowl

Say that's how many nights it was hard to keep going

Now I'm trapped in the trap and the devil ain't forgetting

Wanna see me dead or locked in a prison

In the system with division only thing that add up

Fucked up cause a nigga tryna get a couple bucks

Now I'm trapped in the trap and the devil ain't forgetting

Wanna see me dead or locked in a prison

In the system with division only thing add up

Fucked up nigga tryna get a couple bucks

25 bucks, momma braid your hair

Sit on the porch, she'll do it on the stairs

Grew your hair out and you wanna get it twisted

Fed us many nights nigga that's how we was living

25 bucks, momma braid your hair

Sit on the porch, she'll do it on the stairs

Grew your hair out and you wanna get it twisted

Fed us many nights nigga that's how we was living

I'll not get old

If I dig with my knees, if I grind on my teeth

I know from the attic of me

From the bottoms of cleats, from the wayward it seeds

Iverson zig zags, good night fast food

If you really balling, mommy cop Chinese food

If you really wonder why these people got issues

Cause the rent owed and the fucking lights due

On her knees at night, pray a miracle come through

Daddy shooting Craps, tryna win a pair of shoes

I been growing my hair 'bout to let mommy twist it

Out wilding with my friends even got myself a biscuit

Homie momma smoking with nothing to lose

Now he stashing cracks in some hundred dollar shoes

Sitting at his crib, smoking Swishers, getting faded

Told me hit my mommy up, cause he tryna get braided

What we gon' do see the local dope man

See if we can put some money in our hand

Same one jump me, the same one front me

Cause I'm tired of seeing my family fucked up and hungry

Now I'm in the trap and the devil ain't forgetting

Wanna see a nigga dead or locked in a prison

In the system with division only thing add up

Fucked up nigga tryna get a couple bucks

Now I'm trapped in the trap and the devil ain't forgetting

Wanna see a nigga dead or locked in a prison

System with division only thing that add up

Fucked up cause a nigga tryna get a couple bucks

25 bucks, momma braid your hair

Sit on the porch, she'll do it on the stairs

Grew your hair out and you wanna get it twisted

Fed us many nights nigga that's how we was living

25 bucks, momma braid your hair

Sit on the porch, she'll do it on the stairs

Grew your hair out and you wanna get it twisted

Fed us many nights nigga that's how we was living