Cash Checks
First come the money
Then it's Followed by respect
Then you make moves
An Then you cash checks
If they hating they watch
Till they Break they necks
All my life I hustled
Why you seem so pressed
I don't need nobody
Cuz I got myself
Tryna make my money
Tryna stack my wealth
Don't fuck with me
Cuz it's bad fo yo health
Thank god everyday
Cuz I been through hell
Now I like blue bills
Need a iced out wrist
If you touch my shit
You get slapped Will smith
All my blunts still smoke
And my tracks still hit
Talking Pussy money weed
All of it I still get
Drop hits like a hippie
Make moves like I'm speeding
I be coolin low key
But I'm riding with some demons
If we talking bout shows
Gimmie money cuz I need it
I be with my day 1s
Everyone around me eatin
Put that za up in my stick
I be rolling big smoke
Why you busters say u got it
When we knowing that you don't
Why y'all bite my moves
You neeDa worry bout your own
An when my shit pops off
Don't call my phone
First come the money
Then it's Followed by respect
Then you make moves
An Then you cash checks
If they hating they watch
Till they Break they necks
All my life I hustled
Why you seem so pressed
Bitch I'm on my way
Ima skrt off no breaks
Go an play my tracks
Yeah my name holds weight
They all wonder where I been
But I'm A Ok
Had to go an get right
I don't play no games
An when the pack touchdown
Know it's time to go to work
Cuz these beats ain't cheap
And these beats need murked
So go buy my music
And come fuck with my merch
Don't speak on my name
Fuck around n get hurt
I be riding one deep
No room for the fuck shit
Wanna make moves
I'm the one you wanna fuck with
Real rowdy rebel
How Spit that tough shit
I played my part
Bitch I ain't had enough yet
So now I'm on this mission
Till I reach my goals
Ima drop these hits
And shut down shows
Ima rep my name
Till that shit gets old
And ima Sioux City baby
Anytime I hit the rod
First come the money
Then it's Followed by respect
Then you make moves
An Then you cash checks
If they hating they watch
Till they Break they necks
All my life I hustled
Why you seem so pressed
Then it's Followed by respect
Then you make moves
An Then you cash checks
If they hating they watch
Till they Break they necks
All my life I hustled
Why you seem so pressed
I don't need nobody
Cuz I got myself
Tryna make my money
Tryna stack my wealth
Don't fuck with me
Cuz it's bad fo yo health
Thank god everyday
Cuz I been through hell
Now I like blue bills
Need a iced out wrist
If you touch my shit
You get slapped Will smith
All my blunts still smoke
And my tracks still hit
Talking Pussy money weed
All of it I still get
Drop hits like a hippie
Make moves like I'm speeding
I be coolin low key
But I'm riding with some demons
If we talking bout shows
Gimmie money cuz I need it
I be with my day 1s
Everyone around me eatin
Put that za up in my stick
I be rolling big smoke
Why you busters say u got it
When we knowing that you don't
Why y'all bite my moves
You neeDa worry bout your own
An when my shit pops off
Don't call my phone
First come the money
Then it's Followed by respect
Then you make moves
An Then you cash checks
If they hating they watch
Till they Break they necks
All my life I hustled
Why you seem so pressed
Bitch I'm on my way
Ima skrt off no breaks
Go an play my tracks
Yeah my name holds weight
They all wonder where I been
But I'm A Ok
Had to go an get right
I don't play no games
An when the pack touchdown
Know it's time to go to work
Cuz these beats ain't cheap
And these beats need murked
So go buy my music
And come fuck with my merch
Don't speak on my name
Fuck around n get hurt
I be riding one deep
No room for the fuck shit
Wanna make moves
I'm the one you wanna fuck with
Real rowdy rebel
How Spit that tough shit
I played my part
Bitch I ain't had enough yet
So now I'm on this mission
Till I reach my goals
Ima drop these hits
And shut down shows
Ima rep my name
Till that shit gets old
And ima Sioux City baby
Anytime I hit the rod
First come the money
Then it's Followed by respect
Then you make moves
An Then you cash checks
If they hating they watch
Till they Break they necks
All my life I hustled
Why you seem so pressed
Credits
Writer(s): Brady Lalumendre
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