Pesos

Yeah

I got cash forreal, I know you know this
Got them lost and jealous like O'Neal, I'm starting to notice
Starting to see who really for me, I'm not one to throw fits
I'm starting to see the ones that talk the most really don't know shit
I ran up this money like they running up the price of gas
If you ain't bake that bread, you ain't entitled to a slice of that
I got this baddie blasian who gon' pop it if I say so
You won't see me waiting, Ima always get these pesos

I ain't mean to call you just to fill you up with stress
I'm cold hearted, that's the way I know it best
I love salad got no heart up in my chest
I made a promise up the road, I'll be up next
I'm low grinding, walk the mile with every step
I heard they be alone, knowing there's nobody left
And I don't wanna walk through this road alone
I need someone to hold, I been alone in my soul
Yeah, so I been grinding ever since
So I been grinding ever since
Grinding ever since
Aye aye aye

I got cash forreal, I know you know this
Got them lost and jealous like O'Neal, I'm starting to notice
Starting to see who really for me, I'm not one to throw fits
I'm starting to see the ones that talk the most really don't know shit
I ran up this money like they running up the price of gas
If you ain't bake that bread, you ain't entitled to a slice of that
I got this baddie blasian who gon' pop it if I say so
You won't see me waiting, Ima always get these pesos

Bitch you'd think we in the league the way we stay blitzing
I'm posted in the backyard, I'm clutching on the 60
We got bookoo glizzys, we just need some more switches
I'm smoking on the opps, damn them trials hitting different
I'm in the alley with my glizzy, Tom get up with me
Fuck them 5 and them 6, them yungeens really drilling
Fuck with the opps, don't want no dealing you gon' end up missing(Bitch)
Yeah, yeah you gon' end up missing
Aye, so I been grinding ever since
Grinding ever since
Grinding ever since
Aye, Aye

I got cash forreal, I know you know this
Got them lost and jealous like O'Neal, I'm starting to notice
Starting to see who really for me, I'm not one to throw fits
I'm starting to see the ones that talk the most really don't know shit
I ran up this money like they running up the price of gas
If you ain't bake that bread, you ain't entitled to a slice of that
I got this baddie blasian who gon' pop it if I say so
You won't see me waiting, Ima always get these pesos



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Writer(s): Ej Rodmon
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