40 Acres (Album Version|Edited) - Pusha T/The-Dream

Trouble world trouble child

Trouble times destroyed my smile

No change of heart no change of mind

You can take what's yours

But you gone leave what's mine

I'd rather die rather die

Then go home then go home

I'd rather die rather die

Then go home then go home

And I ain't leaving without my 40 acres

Unpolished unapologetic

This coc*ine cowboy pushed it to the limit

You thought Tony in

That cell would've made us timid

We found his old cell b**ch

We searching through the digits

Anything Spanish

Got me speaking Spanglish

Money is universal

That's the only language

The dream ain't die

Only some real niggas

We was born to mothers

Who couldn't deal with us

Left by fathers

Who wouldn't build with us

I had both mine home

Let's keep it real niggas

My better half chose the better path

Applaude him

Younger brother me a spoiled child

I fought him

I heard that the Devil's

New playground is boredom

The California top just falls

Back like autumn

And they say I'm on the verge of winning

I claim victory when Malice

On the verge of sinning

Old habits die hard that rainy day bag

Buried in the backyard

It's heaven for a hustler

No graveyards

Cause stand up niggas

Don't lay on no floors

Much rather burns us ashes to ashes

Mix us with the powder

Sell us to the masses

We gone keep it tight

Rip it out the plastic

Now you celebrate motherf**kers

Raise your glasses

Push

Trouble world trouble child

Trouble times destroyed my smile

No change of heart no change of mind

You can take what's yours

But you gone leave what's mine

I'd rather die rather die

Then go home then go home

I'd rather die rather die

Then go home then go home

And I ain't leaving without my 40 acres

Unpolished unapologetic

Might have broke a heart or two

But gave an honest effort

My nonchalant attitude is always f**k it

35 years of marriage and my momma left it

You shouldn't question

If you ever stood a chance with him

The better question is did you

Enjoy the dance with him

Yughh I'll probably

Never pull you chair out b**ch

You know this money grew your hair out

Switch All that sh*t I bought you wear out

Rich and I'm the only one I care about

Place none above me God don't like ugly

Hate me or love me only he can judge me

Unpolished unapologetic

Big willie with the blow niggas

I am legend

School of hard knock knock knock I attended

Selling hard rock rock f**k who I offended

I was a goner punished by karma

Called him tar baby

Now he's transcending genres

The 911 king with the a** shots

A toothless crackhead was the mascot

The owner of the key to that padlock

I'm Jordan vs Cavs for the last shot

I need all mine reparations

We growin' poppy seeds on my 40 acres

Trouble world trouble child

Trouble times destroyed my smile

No change of heart no change of mind

You can take what's yours

But you gone leave what's mine

I'd rather die rather die

Then go home then go home

I'd rather die rather die

Then go home then go home

And I ain't leaving without my 40 acres

My 40 acres