Money On The Ave (Feat. Skyzoo) - Reks

Nigga, what you need to do is say fuck them raps

See the money makin' is on the ave

The money makers' on the ave, and they be gettin' dough

While I was tryna rap, nigga they was sellin' blow

The fiends was on the ave, and they was needin' coke

Dollar dollar dollar bill, you know how the game go

Growin' up sellin' crack was a yellow brick road

To the dollar dollar bills, dollar dollar bills

Meet me on the ave, and we can get the dough

And we can get the dough, and we can get the cash, the cash, the cash

Fantasizing on chart climbin', I ignored the drug lords allure

Adored colorful walls adorned with graffiti texts

On Didge’s steps I damn near slept

Fillin' my notepad with future hits

Hearin' the city breathe a killer’s breath, I wept

Smudgin' up lines, my tears daily defying stress

'Cause on them same steps for hours, with dealers

Who quit school to pitch powder, get rich, respect, power

Not in that order but surely somethin' that’s similar

Finish my algebra, kiss mum, pick my pen back up

Get lost in thought like Nasir past the margin

Shook hands with too many ghosts now in the coffin

Sad but how it be often, fiends starvin'

Knew too many willin' to feed 'em to Hell’s demons

And they say that Hell would all be a big dream and

Fuck them raps!

wanna get this dough?

The money makers' on the ave, and they be gettin' dough

While I was tryna rap, nigga they was sellin' blow

The fiends was on the ave, and they was needin' coke

Dollar dollar dollar bill, you know how the game go

Growin' up sellin' crack was a yellow brick road

To the dollar dollar bills, dollar dollar bills

Meet me on the ave, and we can get the dough

And we can get the dough, and we can get the cash, the cash, the cash

It’s gettin' that much clearer every day

They wantin' what you hear but what you hearin’s never played

So you could get a chair, wait in there till it change

Or you could hit the flair, hit the air and get your lane

Young’n get your pay, kickin' sixteens don’t do it

I mean it did but this seesaw music

Is so yesterday, so sketched and traced

Honestly, shit is borderline next to gay

Cause when the records stop sellin' and the stores start closin'

And the landlord waitin' in the corners wide open

Huh, fuck an option, it’s whoever is coppin'

Tryna hold onto a dream but can’t lock it

You could play with the bass, fuck around with the treble

Or you could play with the bass and turn powder to pebble

Front if you want, we all see the truth in the clouds

But what am I sayin?

I’m standin in the booth right now, fuck it

The money makers' on the ave, and they be gettin' dough

While I was tryna rap, nigga they was sellin' blow

The fiends was on the ave, and they was needin' coke

Dollar dollar dollar bill, you know how the game go

Growin' up sellin' crack was a yellow brick road

To the dollar dollar bills, dollar dollar bills

Meet me on the ave, and we can get the dough

And we can get the dough, and we can get the cash, the cash, the cash

They used to tell me to chill

You ain’t gon' pay bills tryin' to be the next Will

'Fresh Prince' Smith, but if you stretch this

You’ll get a quicker meal than a record deal and still

Keep your ties to the block, you ain’t signing to Roc

Diddy ain’t gon' pop into your hood and change your life

Make shit all good, like shit ain’t fucked up

On our streets, so to eat we keep

Them goods in the projects, it’s all economics

You disagree?

God bless, wish you the best

But you from Law-town Mass, who gon' listen to Reks?

They ain’t searchin' for American Idols in black hoodies

And doo rags, it’s logic, you should be on the ave

Cause we be getting dough so fuck all of them raps

Pick a piece of pavement near the curb and pitch crack

Yep, it’s like that, real recognize real

For the dollar dollar bills

The money makers' on the ave, and they be gettin' dough

While I was tryna rap, nigga they was sellin' blow

The fiends was on the ave, and they was needin' coke

Dollar dollar dollar bill, you know how the game go

Growin' up sellin' crack was a yellow brick road

To the dollar dollar bills, dollar dollar bills

Meet me on the ave, and we can get the dough

And we can get the dough, and we can get the cash, the cash, the cash