Vanilla Bizcotti - Too Much Ego Lyrics

No money in my pocket
No lean in my cup
Got money from a loan shark
He's about to come and beat me up
No money in my pocket
No lean in my cup
I got money from a loan shark
He's about to come and beat me up
(Yo)
Time's are tough for Vanilla Bizcotti
Blew all my money on hookers and Molly
A guy name Louie coming to break my fingers
Gotta get out of here, yea lets not linger
They took my car, and dented my fridge
Took my cat, and threw it off a bridge
Smashed my mixtape I tried to sell them
I'm the greatest rapper ever, I told them
They didn't believe me what I had to say
They broke my lamp and drove away
I won't forget all that happened, on this day
Can you believe that this was yesterday?
I hatched a plan and grabbed a pen
I wrote the best song ever, and when
I dropped it on the iTunes store,
I still had to give handys like a whore
No money in my pocket
No lean in my cup
I got money from a loan shark
He's about to come and beat me up (uh)
No money in my pocket
No lean in my cup
I got money from a loan shark
He's about to come and beat me up
I applied for a job, any job I could find
I wanted to be famous, yea in my mind
I was the biggest celebrity this world ever seen
But I'm stuck here scrubbing toilet seats
In your days of grinding if you find
Extra money, please keep me in mind
I'll be here, sleeping underneath the bridge
Rapping to myself, pretending I'm rich
There's no love for a Vanilla rapper
Telling my songs, they sound like a crapper
But I've heard worse! Yea! There's wacker
Maybe I'm just salty, like saltine crackers
No money in my pocket
No lean in my cup
I got money from a loan shark
He's about to come and beat me up (uh)
No money in my pocket
No lean in my cup
I got money from a loan shark
He's about to come and beat me up

No money in my pocket
No lean in my cup
Got money from a loan shark
He's about to come and beat me up
No money in my pocket
No lean in my cup
I got money from a loan shark
He's about to come and beat me up
(Yo)
Time's are tough for Vanilla Bizcotti
Blew all my money on hookers and Molly
A guy name Louie coming to break my fingers
Gotta get out of here, yea lets not linger
They took my car, and dented my fridge
Took my cat, and threw it off a bridge
Smashed my mixtape I tried to sell them
I'm the greatest rapper ever, I told them
They didn't believe me what I had to say
They broke my lamp and drove away
I won't forget all that happened, on this day
Can you believe that this was yesterday?
I hatched a plan and grabbed a pen
I wrote the best song ever, and when
I dropped it on the iTunes store,
I still had to give handys like a whore
No money in my pocket
No lean in my cup
I got money from a loan shark
He's about to come and beat me up (uh)
No money in my pocket
No lean in my cup
I got money from a loan shark
He's about to come and beat me up
I applied for a job, any job I could find
I wanted to be famous, yea in my mind
I was the biggest celebrity this world ever seen
But I'm stuck here scrubbing toilet seats
In your days of grinding if you find
Extra money, please keep me in mind
I'll be here, sleeping underneath the bridge
Rapping to myself, pretending I'm rich
There's no love for a Vanilla rapper
Telling my songs, they sound like a crapper
But I've heard worse! Yea! There's wacker
Maybe I'm just salty, like saltine crackers
No money in my pocket
No lean in my cup
I got money from a loan shark
He's about to come and beat me up (uh)
No money in my pocket
No lean in my cup
I got money from a loan shark
He's about to come and beat me up