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 fuck shit man this is real life
Live it
Do your fuck 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 fuck 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