Tekst Utworu

Cash all on my mind in the morning and in my stash I been grinding so long time to relax Kidding I'm on the gas for the digits I'm pulling up fast no days off with the racks Hungry for the money like my stomach bumping and grinding against my back I'm a fiend for the hundreds I got it bad Tried to shake off the habit but I done relapsed So show me where the cheese at Turned into a good check casher Ducking laws to living lavish I been moving up some brackets Working hard to get established, uh huh Perfect at this shit I shouldn't have to practice, uh huh I was broke but now I say it in the past tense Now the money flip its doing gymnastics Elastic how it stretch I heard it make me more attractive uh huh So I'm just gone keep snapping like a crab leg Ain't worried cause my competition glass I'm looking past em, it's Rags to riches never had shit and so now we brag Cause the racks looking bigger nigga The dash digital do the max no minimal Spend it fast but faster with getting it back I got em mad Niggas all in they feelings I'm in my bag Ain't got time for the giggles I'm tryna Stack cheddar provolone mozzarella I'm spending it fast flipping and getting it back I said it's rags to riches never had shit and so now we brag Cause the racks looking bigger nigga The dash digital do the max no minimal Spend it fast but faster with getting it back I got em mad Niggas all in they feelings I'm in my bag Ain't got time for the giggles I'm tryna Stack cheddar provolone mozzarella I'm getting it fast spending and getting it back I got packs coming in and I ain't talk bout no abs The money coming full circle running laps nigga I'm on the track moving with it You tryna keep up with us you making me laugh Check the stats my numbers steady going up face the facts They playing catch-up with everything that I had Finished been done with it fore you did it I been a grad before you stepped into this class I keep my shit in tact Not the one to lack, not a bandicoot But she gone let me crash Full throttle for the loot Brakes I never smash And if 12 get behind me it's still motherfuck a badge aye The young nigga with money got em mad right Cause I'm stunting on em shining like a flashlight And my pockets got a tape worm appetite Bringing home the bacon cause I gotta keep em satisfied We just getting it how we living, homie From the bottom, I built up with the homies Now the diamonds got their attentions on me Expenses on me, the lenses on me And niggas hating they just wanna be us Got my own shorty tell yours to ease up And we balling like we all in the league yuh She know who we be yuh It's W P yeah Just getting it how I'm living dawg From the bottom I built up with my dawgs I just want the diamonds you can keep the flaws All I ever do is ball and keep it moving y'all And niggas hating they just wanna be us I'm self-made I don't really need ya And I always put on for the team yuh You know who we be yuh It's W P yuh Rags to riches never had shit and so now we brag Cause the racks looking bigger nigga The dash digital do the max never minimal Spend it fast but faster with getting it back I got em mad Niggas all in they feelings I'm in my bag Ain't got time for the giggles I'm tryna Stack cheddar up provolone mozzarella I'm getting it fast spending and getting it back Rags to riches never had shit and so now we brag Cause the racks looking bigger nigga The dash digital do the max no minimal Spend it fast but faster with getting it back, yeah
Writer(s): Traiven Degraffenreidt Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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