Caskey - Dolla Bills lyrics

Late at night, I’m bout to put the ball in
Got a couple seconds left with a 3 point
Shot and I’m hot so I’m all in
Homie what’s my name? Kobe
But they don’t know me
Till I pull the chain out
Let the mothafucka hang out
That’s a gift from my father, he was an OG
Yup, so it’s in my veins, wanting the same
Got one in the chain
Make one false move, put one in your brain
I am one boss dude, got hundreds to claim
Money ain’t a thing bitch, but in this world
Money be the main
So the all-seeing-eye see it all in a day
& you can call me a lot
But can’t call me a slave
Yo but check my chains
All of them hang like I hang wit a gang
And a gang tryna run up on my neck
Then it’s bang bang


Brains all over the street
Like a slain thing
I’m a sick muhfucka, I ain't tryna be a dawg
Just a rich muhfucka
In the hill grants still
Tryna make a couple mill and if
I can’t do that I’ma steal

Cause I need dolla bills
Boy I need dolla bills
The root of all evil y’all
Well tell me how that mothafucka feels
Dolla bills, boy I need dolla bills
The root of all evil y’all
Well tell me how that mothafucka feels
Wanting the same, got one in the chain
And I barely got one to my name
Wanting the same, got one in the chain
And I barely got one to my name
Boy I need dolla bills

Pulled up in my ride
We tryna make it smooth so we hopped in
I don’t work a 9 to 5
Move a little work on the side
When I wake’s when I clock in
Fools say I’m nice, real dudes say I’m rude
And I move like I’m on ice, on edge
And on dice rollin 6 three times
Like I’m hittin up my Lord Christ
Lord knows that my cool right
It’s the world outside that’ll make
A man sword fight pull swords
And poor light out on my living room floor
In my drawer, is the 4’5
That’s a gift from my pops
Told me if any man try to break
Inside the house then let off shots
And the shots got let off but
They was breakin & entering
I ain’t have to jet off, the cops came
Put the gun to the couch, neighbors watch me
Everybody lookin at my face like I’m not sane
High octane
And I be feeling like ‘all eyes on me’
Just ain’t a 'Pac thing but
More like my thing
And I don’t fuck with these
Hoes cause I got game
I don’t got change or a dolla
To my name but I maintain
And all my mothafuckin dollars
Are the same thing

Dolla bills, dolla bills
Boy I need dolla bills
The root of all evil y’all
Well tell me how that mothafucka feels
Dolla bills, boy I need dolla bills
The root of all evil y’all
Well tell me how that mothafucka feels
Wanting the same, got one in the chain
And I barely got one to my name
Wanting the same, got one in the chain
And I barely got one to my name
Boy I need dolla bills

Ever since a young age
I was always taught that you gotta get gold
But you rest on the Sunday
Monday I was back to the grind
Doing hands-on work
But my hands on the pine & the surface
Fear about my enemies, lost on the road
Merchin, oh you want work
Ain’t enough work that your whole
Body is submersed in
Well come and make a purchase
The first buy, is the iceberg on the surface
Worthless, until you explain it’s a purpose
We move funds like you move
Guns in the service
Just lookin what the world took
The other day I had this summer girl down
Look shit ain't all good around these
Parts they get crooked
And we can't keep playing by the book
We gotta get wicked no more division
Only multiply in the eyes of division
She be wondering why I be whilin’ and bitchin
Cause we ain’t got digit's

Bitch I need dolla bills
Boy I need dolla bills
The root of all evil y’all
Well tell me how that mothafucka feels
Dolla bills, boy I need dolla bills
The root of all evil y’all
Well tell me how that mothafucka feels
Wanting the same, got one in the chain
And I barely got one to my name
Wanting the same, got one in the chain
And I barely got one to my name
Boy I need dolla bills