Cash (feat. TreySki2x)

Cash (Cash) Niggas they hated me from the beginning But imma still spazz (spazz) Feel like the Beatles we rocking out shows and fucking these hoes, I'm still in my bag (bag) I feel like Marra, she stay with a gaulden Bitch I'm the ceo, come to my office Imma keep balling on niggas like spaulding Fly from the chi, and go to the tropics Shorty said she f*ck nigga free That ain't got shit to do with me (naw) Hop on a track, I can't do it for free Ian really gotta write, this is off the dome Same result, murder the beat (murder the beat) Ion never check my phone when I'm in the zone Been making this album for weeks (weeks) Niggas tryna f*ck with my exes, they old bitches I feel like Kuma and Kam when I start rapping Know about them flow switches I been scrolling on the gram' liking other shit Ion really post pictures I be staying to my self, I be in own lane, ain't no lane switching Niggas balling hard, they outta bounds Cross em over now he touching the ground Red nose pennywise, clowns Talk a lot, that's a technical foul Seeing so many deposits Playing these bitches like bop its Hit a nigga with a drop kick Said he gon shoot me, told a nigga stop it I separated myself from the people that was never beneficial Never been up in the streets But I'm earning my stripes like a referee I'm official Niggas want to go to war like Russia, and Ukraine F*ck it get the missiles See the time on my wrist call it presidential All my shit gon be owned, you got the rentals (Bling, blaow, boom, grahhhh) That's how my gun sound (Yeah that glock gon go fah) Make him turn around Really I'm focused on stacking the paper Line up a nigga, I call that a taper Sorry but I cannot do you a favor Carry them packets like kool-aid flavors. This the beginning, I took a hiatus from rap So I really ain't rap in a minute My heart got a blemish Nobody wants to be a representative, they run for the senate Sinking like the titanic, yo shorty she giving me oral So what is the need for a dentist Shoot shit like mechanic, we turning niggas into trackstars From the start to the finish Cash (Cash) Niggas they hated me from the beginning But imma still spazz (spazz) Feel like the Beatles we rocking out shows and fucking these hoes, I'm still in my bag (bag) I feel like Marra, she stay with a gaulden Bitch I'm the ceo, come to my office Imma keep balling on niggas like spaulding Fly from the chi, and go to the tropics Shorty said she f*ck nigga free That ain't got shit to do with me Hop on a track, I can't do it for free Ian really gotta write, this is off the dome Same result, murder the beat (murder the beat) Ion never check my phone when I'm in the zone Been making this album for weeks (weeks) Go, go, go, go Niggas be thinking they tuff foreal But in the field, they running I get the cash, stay in my bag I see a opp then Imma blast It's me and Kai up on the track Cant f*ck wit us, we finna spazz Just let them know that we up next We in yo city where you at He never on the block he claim he from That nigga cap He dissing on the internet But we do not get into that I tell my shoota go and slide That boii like that Jordan in his prime He never miss he right on point I call him Khari with the torch And Ian giving out no pass I see a opp I'm on his ass He tried to run, we hit him twice Get up up on him, and take his life And if it's up then it's stuck You get caught lackin then you fucked It's f*ck the opps they ain't do shit to us Tell em come send it up Cuz I been spinning, light em up He wanted smoke we lit him up Tell his homie come pick him up We leave his ass up on the curb Them niggas know we put in work We left his momma ova hurt He never should've dissed on Tray Now nigga living in his grave