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honey the hippie – back to the basics كلمات اغاني

[intro: interviewer & bob marley]
do you make a lot of money out of your music?
money, i mean what is, how much is a lot of money to you?
yeah that’s a good question
have you made, say millions of dollars?
no
are you a rich man?
what do you mean “rich,” what do you mean?
you have a lot of possessions?
lot of money in the bank?
possession make you rich?
i don’t have that type of richness
my richness is life, forever

[verse 1]
yo, life’s not a b-tch, it’s a d-ck that gets hard quick
regardless, no f-ck you, the hardest where your heart is
i take lips on sp-ceships, save lives, i promise
c-ck block life’s c-m shots, i refuse to be a target
now life’s a game and while you lames play your part
i’m playing all these n-ggas like a d-mn deck of cards
poking joker the jokers with a poker face, i play it smart
taking dumps on these c-nts, royal flush my queen of hearts, nah
i’m just a popper who prefers to speak proper
poppin’ pills for the thrills and chase it down with holy water
and i don’t need the sympathy for the sick in me
but currently, currency might be the cure for me
i’m sick of living this college life of famine
who else here is living on cannabis and ramen?
get my dad a volkswagen and a pad up in the hamptons
can’t just imagine, i’ma let that sh-t happen

[hook]
mind to the money, back to the basics
mind to the money, back to the basics
mind to the money, back to the basics
and two fingers up, in one piece we gonna make it
mind to the money, back to the basics
mind to the money, back to the basics
mind to the money, back to the basics
and one finger up to that motherf-cker who’s hatin’

[verse 2]
it’s like the rich cultures are vultures and we’re just the bread crumbs
i refuse to be society’s victim
‘cause who i am is so different from who i’ll become
don’t define me as my current income
actually, i got more f-cking banks than ashley
but it’s full of zeros, no euros and no apostrophes
pardon me, praise to god i win the lottery
escape this life of poverty and maybe own some property
ain’t the type to brag about the money that i’m makin’
but when it comes to swag, i’m looking like a bag of franklins
so you badder than some benjamins? double check your measurements
looking at my estimates, your swag is at a deficit
ain’t no motherf-cks given, att-tude is celibate
and i’m still winnin’ with this etiquette and eloquence
the proper shall prosper, ratchets get caskets
and the basics can dip their faces in a bath of acid

[verse 3]
i hate the statement, “don’t forget me when you’re famous”
it’s funny, when you’re a star, the whole world will kiss your -n-s
but, i’ll take a sp-ceship, escape from all this fakeness
blasting wu-tang as i fly to foreign places
don’t aim for the sky ‘cause my method, man, is how high
and i got them d-mn dreams money can’t buy
you’re sleeping on me like my music therapeutic
i’m ’bout to live it [?] and i ain’t talking lucid
no disrespect but these rap chicks lack intellect
yeah, you’re getting checks but i’m the one making sense
and i got a pipe and a dime, you wanna take a hit?
‘cause even on cloud nine, you still won’t be as dope as this
the cannabis ain’t really where my main focus is
i plan on spitting till the rap game notice this
relax and take notes as i quote the d-mn notorious
rags to the riches, that is what i pray my story is

- honey the hippie

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