Pesos (feat. Ayce & B.Goode)

When you’re living life for them pesos Living life for them bankrolls Living life for them pesos Living life for them bankrolls Living life for them pesos Living life for them bankrolls Hit the chips and make the switch Then you go back and lay low Living life for them pesos Living life for them bankrolls Living life for them pesos Living life for them bankrolls Living life when the beats low Living life when you halo Living life back and they know Living life back and then go Wilding gone Take 'em all I can’t take you under oath I can find you in the court And we could go straight head to toe Why you scam my ass? And leave me dead Why’d you do that shit? Fucked with my head Got a problem hit my line I’d probably block yours It’s just fine When you’re living life for them pesos Living life for them bankrolls Living life for them pesos Living life for them bankrolls Stack your cheddar Talk your shit When you flip the switch and go with this Living life for them pesos Living life for them bankrolls Talk it man So really is that it? You want to make money? You wanna do this? You wanna make the music shit happen? Huh bro? Well you gotta push yourself fucking harder And really go outside your element This ain't no f*ck shit man this is real life Live it Do your f*ck shit I been killing it since eleven years old Only number twos my pencil Treat features like the reaper they know I’m trying to be mentioned with the greats tho I don’t souls do it for the pesos But getting paid is such a great pro If they showing love f*ck you hate for Because you watch me grab the unattainable I give my baby girl a beso She look and say dada where go I rub her hair and say I stay close Cause dadas never gonna leave you I put it on ma and me too More than money girl I need you Ain’t no commas go’n make me calmer than A hug and kiss when I greet you I do what I say I’m go’n tho No split decision not a cornrow I’m scoring with the green like rondo They love the way a nigga swap flows Money make the world go round The girls go round Niggas hustle uptown Armed robbery tempt a murder with the pound Or murder be the case and silence be the sound Digging through the safe Looking for the crown So if I fight the case I pay Mike for 12 rounds Gotta beat it up Can’t leave it to luck That won’t be enough And you got be fucked When you Living life for them pesos Living life for them bankrolls Living life for them pesos Living life for them bankrolls Living life for them pesos Dun dun dun Living life for them bankrolls Mhm-mhm-mhm Living life for them pesos Living life for them bankrolls You don’t even know what this life’s about Should be ashamed yo I said let us teach you a lesson yessir You is just a lame bro Like you can’t even maintain bro You can’t even maintain bro Why you spending that cash when it’s your last? You know you dang broke Like you don’t need to fake fame pro You don’t need to fake fame pro I bought me a pound yeah it’s that loud it cost your payroll And now I’m in your town I’m blowing down like that big grey wolf Like you made of hay dude Oh wait you made of fake oh I gotta get this bag you just a has been You ain’t safe fool Like like is you crazed dude You must be in a daze fool You sure ain’t in my lane I say you sure ain’t in my lane oh Aye and let It breathe for a minute Minute Who knew he could sing he could sing and he spitting Spitting Oh and let it breathe for a minute Minute Who knew he could sing he could sing and he spitting Spitting