Metta Wrld Cheeze

I been hustling
Can't let my feelings get the best of Me
Face to face with all my problems
Praying to the lord,
While the devil steady testing me

Ever worked hard for some money
You ain't ever seen
Had to get back to the basics,
Legal shit
Got me losing cheese

Private with my movements
Ain't help build the table

You can't sit and eat with me

I can't talk if it ain't about no change

Fighting all these battles
Pain what cause my change

Don't come outside when it's Sunny
Like it better when the skies is Grey

Weed, shrooms, wine in that order
Feeling great while I hallucinate

If the man price right, buy em out
5 for 7 - 10 for 10, paranoid riding With the stank
Type to send my mans

Not satisfied with crumbs
Wanna fall in love, feel I'm way Too much for just one
Can't fall in love right now,
I'm still healing from the last one

Niggas talking down can still Come and get a bag

We just gone tax them

I'm what every chick need
That I meet
I can't see me loving them
I go ghost, I'm Danny P

The hoes don't call me Todd nomo
They all call me G
Established back in 98
A era where you had to go outside To get yo Cheeze
To the ones who owe'd me money
You can keep, as a gift from me

In certain rooms you'se a yes man
Why you playing boss round me
Money don't make you a man
Anyone can make some cheese

Who you put on
Elevate, get to positions
That they ain't never scene

Ion need the money, I want it, Ion Take no breaks from working
Listen
I take breaks from sleep

I ain't praying to the lord
Right nah, He is not the one I need



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Writer(s): Toddy Broyles
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