Artist: Danny Brown Album: Old Song: 25 Bucks Typed by: AZ Lyrics [Chorus: x2] 25 bucks, momma braid your hair Sit on the porch or do it on the stairs Pull your hair out and you'll only get it twisted Figured us maybe nice, nigga that's how we was livin [Chorus] I'll not get old If I did with my knees, if I grind on my teeth I know From the addict of me From the bottoms of freaks and the way would it seems [Verse 1] I'm afraid that's in our fingers, couple gentile in the wrist 'Cause I feel I push that nice in-between her legs and twist While she listen to that Ottie so I was smoking bong On the phone, diazepam so that home girl Cory Girlfriend worried cause her son's in a hurry To see the state pen or a cemetery buried Aren't we do our best? Better stay up Nigga can't talk the street and I'm ready for them drugs Going HAM when the house ain't takin on dangle Daddy in and out and who turn that channel? Niggas tryna oust you steppin on the back Has another cigarette and a brown paper bag Smokin joints, glad we're tryna get up on the street Fuck them, put your terminal crash all day I called a show for the booze and the bone Said and done so many nights it was had to keep it goin [x2] Now I'm trapped in a trap and the government forgettin Wanna see me dead or life in a prison In the system with that vision, only thing I add up Fuck a fuck nigga tryna get a couple bucks [Chorus: x2] 25 bucks so I'm a raise ya'll here Set on the bullshit, do it on the stairs Put your hair out and you'll only get it twisted Figured us maybe nice, nigga that's how we was livin [Chorus] I'll not get old If I did with my knees, if I grind on my teeth I know From the addict of me From the bottoms of freaks and the way would it seems [Verse 2] Irises, zig zag's good, man fastfood If we're really ballin, mami call it chinese food If you're really wonderin why these people got issues 'Cause the wet old and I'm fuckin like glue On her knees at night, pray a miracle could do Daddy shootin craps tryna win a pair of shoes I've been growin my hair, bout to let mami twist it I'm whilin with my friends, even got myself a biscuit Only money you can win, nothing to lose Now we stashin cracks in some hundred dollar shoes Sittin at his crib, smoking swishers, getting faded Told me hit my mami up cause we tryna get with it What we gon do? See that levels dope mane See if he got bricks, our money in our hand Same boy jump, nigga same boy front Me and Kev I'm tyin shit, I gotta be dropped off and homefree And I don't mean to try, made that girl away forgettin Wanna see a nigga then I'm locked in a prison In the system in the vision, only thing add up Fuck all niggas tryna get a couple bucks Now I'm trapped in a trap and the government forgettin Wanna see a nigga dead or life in a prison In the system with that vision, only thing I add up Fucked up cause a nigga tryna get a couple bucks [Chorus: x2] 25 bucks so I'm a raise ya'll here Set on the bullshit, do it on the stairs Put your hair out and you'll only get it twisted Figured us maybe nice, nigga that's how we was livin