Cheesehead

You know i ride with my seat back
Pistol on me dont you ask me where that heat at
Count up that bread Im in my bag I need a cheese hat
Pull up with rugers and them blicks I need another pack
Say we run down on em Down on em
Them pussy boys tried to play me
Tried to clown on em
I keep my brothers on my back
You know i ride for em I get them hunnids
So they think ion got time for em

Yea the block hot
I'm juss tryna turn my momma crib to a cash spot
People try to play wit tha kid But im a hot shot
Hustler of the year I think I should be the mascot
I Been takin L's All week But I'm Gon make a way
I cannot stop Trappin I juss went and got another plate
Wake up in the morning Kiss the sky I see another day
Got no 9-5 but I still got paid today I do straight cash
No my plug do not do layaway Reinvest my time
Hope it pay off in a major way Baby I been focused
On my grind I'm tryna shine now Gas no breaks
Oh yea I'm feelin fly now I pray this man Don't try me
I swear I'm Gon have to run down Still be having days
Where i don't really have The funds yea Court in 2 weeks
I'm not tryna take a charge But I been in these streets
And I been goin hella hard My Momma gon be proud
She gave birth to a star

You know i ride with my seat back
Pistol on me dont you ask me where that heat at
Count up that bread Im in my bag I need a cheese hat
Pull up with rugers and them blicks I need another pack
Say we run down on em Down on em
Them pussy boys tried to play me Tried to clown on em
I keep my brothers on my back
You know i ride for em I get them hunnids
So they think ion got time for em

So let me flex and Don't get no ideas
Lil nigga I be Steppin New designer Shoes
They confused with how im dressin
Better tell the truth Every time my name get mentioned
Cuz I be lookin out And people never get to the message
Tell me why it's pressure I can sense all the tension
Baby ride with me My loyalty you'll never question
Yes I'm with the gang We all move in one direction
Danny cop a bottle Spilling henny in our section
Everybody solid and we strapped Yea thats protection
Nigga juss jumped From a federali Sentence
No I don't be flexing But that cash I keep it with me
My Jeans 400 but I only paid 50
You ridin wit me juss make sure
You really wit me Cuz I been back and forth thru
Hell and i been rollin These niggas see me
Yea they plottin but we knowing

You know i ride with my seat back
Pistol on me dont you ask me where that heat at
Count up that bread Im in my bag I need a cheese hat
Pull up with rugers and them blicks I need another pack
Say we run down on em Down on em
Them pussy boys tried to play me Tried to clown on em
I keep my brothers on my back
You know i ride for em I get them hunnids
So they think ion got time for em

I ain't got no time for you to play me like no game
Why you always trying to throw some dirt on niggas name
Brodie I need money, all the cheddar, yeah the better things
I ain't got no time for bullshit and that's on everything
But shit it amaze me how I just let it happen
Get mad and fuck it up in another fashion
Mans hating but when he see me and say what's happening
Lately I got a family the feeling so relaxing
Tried to link with my family but I see why I'm absent
They ain't think I would make it, you see me I ain't bragging
Can't put my trust in a soul I know who really cappin
Give a E for the effort I know what niggas lacking
I been reading and writing while you choosing captions
Don't got nothing lose, no point in moving backwards
Lil Veezy remember when they would do you nasty
I switched it up on these niggas
No riding in the backseat Balling athlete



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Writer(s): Tristan Francois
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