Another $
Ay, you know who it is
Back again
It's your boy, Mr. Chandler
AKA Califonia Chand
When I'ma drop an album?
Well, I don't motherfuckin' know
Eventually, soon, probably
You know we gon' see
But until then, we got this shit right here, man
It's fuckin' fire
California Chand in the flesh.
It's the best
Niggas talking shit
They get wrecked
No contest
If I want it, I manifest
It ain't no stress
Only thing I wait for is death
And I ain't really looking out for it
Chandler been an outlaw
Feeling real rich
Might go buy a house in Nassau
You are not my peer
If we ain't in the same tax bracket
I been eating here
But you niggas, well y'all just snacking
It's just practice
I ain't even done snapping
This ain't even fun rapping
Way niggas speak on my name
You'd think words louder than actions
But don't come in my lane thinking that
All this success happens
Coulda put you on,
But your pride ain't quite let it happen
You could be were I was,
Like ten years ago
But niggas don't listen
When you tell 'em to grow
Let it be known
I been in my zone
I do what I want
'Cause I did it on my own
That's grown nigga shit. (Yup)
Went and sold my whip. (Yup)
You buy shit just to stunt on the man who ain't got shit?
Then it's you
See the cycle continues
It's vicious; it's in you
Time for a new mental
You out here stunting with rentals, nigga
But I'm a cash cow, nigga moo
I been making moves
They can't do it like I do
I been milking the game
Getting cheese since '93
I been on my C.R.E.A.M. since the Clan told me how to be
Oooh, Mary, ya boy about his dairy
Getting scary
All this green like I got farms in the prairie
No lie
My year over year is intense
Way I flip it making gymnasts looking like they got shit fitness
Awh damn
Awh damn, awh damn, awh damn
Awh damn, awh damn, awh damn
Awh damn, awh damn, awh damn
Old Chandler had a farm
Burning all this money just to keep me warm
I'm just tryna turn up while I can, bro
I could put you on with a plan, though
Tell her suck this nigga dick or somethin', E-I-O
Making all this money only thing I know
Spending all this cash, gotta be careful where I'm at.
They can't stand a black nigga living clean, I know
I know
I know, I know, I know
I know, I know, I know
I know, I know, I know
Another day, another dollar nigga
It's another day, another dollar nigga
Another day, another dollar nigga
Another day, another dollar nigga
Yo
Back again
It's your boy, Mr. Chandler
AKA Califonia Chand
When I'ma drop an album?
Well, I don't motherfuckin' know
Eventually, soon, probably
You know we gon' see
But until then, we got this shit right here, man
It's fuckin' fire
California Chand in the flesh.
It's the best
Niggas talking shit
They get wrecked
No contest
If I want it, I manifest
It ain't no stress
Only thing I wait for is death
And I ain't really looking out for it
Chandler been an outlaw
Feeling real rich
Might go buy a house in Nassau
You are not my peer
If we ain't in the same tax bracket
I been eating here
But you niggas, well y'all just snacking
It's just practice
I ain't even done snapping
This ain't even fun rapping
Way niggas speak on my name
You'd think words louder than actions
But don't come in my lane thinking that
All this success happens
Coulda put you on,
But your pride ain't quite let it happen
You could be were I was,
Like ten years ago
But niggas don't listen
When you tell 'em to grow
Let it be known
I been in my zone
I do what I want
'Cause I did it on my own
That's grown nigga shit. (Yup)
Went and sold my whip. (Yup)
You buy shit just to stunt on the man who ain't got shit?
Then it's you
See the cycle continues
It's vicious; it's in you
Time for a new mental
You out here stunting with rentals, nigga
But I'm a cash cow, nigga moo
I been making moves
They can't do it like I do
I been milking the game
Getting cheese since '93
I been on my C.R.E.A.M. since the Clan told me how to be
Oooh, Mary, ya boy about his dairy
Getting scary
All this green like I got farms in the prairie
No lie
My year over year is intense
Way I flip it making gymnasts looking like they got shit fitness
Awh damn
Awh damn, awh damn, awh damn
Awh damn, awh damn, awh damn
Awh damn, awh damn, awh damn
Old Chandler had a farm
Burning all this money just to keep me warm
I'm just tryna turn up while I can, bro
I could put you on with a plan, though
Tell her suck this nigga dick or somethin', E-I-O
Making all this money only thing I know
Spending all this cash, gotta be careful where I'm at.
They can't stand a black nigga living clean, I know
I know
I know, I know, I know
I know, I know, I know
I know, I know, I know
Another day, another dollar nigga
It's another day, another dollar nigga
Another day, another dollar nigga
Another day, another dollar nigga
Yo
Credits
Writer(s): Charles Wardell Bagby, Mr. Chandler
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