Cashing Cheques

Chasing cheques
I'm cashing respect
I'll do it till my death, got too stay fresher than fresh
That's a yes

Outlandish it's outrageous, more news, more gossip more papers
They need to level up too the hate, haters
Traitors
I'm loyal like a don, hate it
My integrity swept, respect like yep
Check one two, check
They wept but that's respect
101 and too fresh
Give me a yes, nothing less, the best, that's what they're claiming, they're better than the rest
Sleeping in a nest, the test, play for keeps not yet
New York's head, resting in my bed
I've walked with the worst
Gone berserk, outta control that's my word
Built too curse
Who's the worst of the worse?
A bosses verse

Dreaming, screaming
Rapping, bleeding
Flowing, knowing
Growing, sowing
Painfully speaking, written with meaning
God writes my life
I keep on dreaming

My skin like pale, in a black man's game, I can't fail
Chase my tail, pin the tail on the donkey hail, out on bail?
I've sailed, like a sailor sail
I'm male, some used to question that 7 grams in a rail, hills I scale
Weigh it up like a whale, my tale, let loose, to abuse and scale, any heights I can to set myself free
Yes I am just being me, problematic, hypnotic, sold the chronic, metaphoric, that's my tonic, supersonic, way off this earth like whose so modest?
Hip too solids, wet and lost it, tossed it, that was some family problems, lost it

Dreaming, screaming
Rapping, bleeding
Flowing, knowing
Growing, sowing
Painfully speaking, written with meaning
God writes my life
I keep on dreaming

The thrill of the chase, when I hear that bass
I'm laced, without a trace, the taste, just like mace
The grade, A grade and I'm made, the trade, just got paid, please save the hate
The chase too be great, some work harder than others, they like how hard you working my brother?
The spell I'm under, thunder, the pressure from Downunder
Spilling out chunde
I'm more funner, the Roadrunner, acting like they dumber
Gaslighting I wonder?
It's a bummer, was I ever known to do a runner?
I'm a wonder, she made me feel, like summer
Grey days, turned to bright days, she's my Mumma
Two turned, to one huh

Dreaming, screaming
Rapping, bleeding
Flowing, knowing
Growing, sowing
Painfully speaking, written with meaning
God writes my life
I keep on dreaming

Fuck all these other rappers, they talking shit
I'm talking wit, the sickest with my lips, flip shit quick, down to rip
I'll rest in peace with it



Credits
Writer(s): Andrew Evans
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