Cash Money (feat. Sam Winder)

You look at me like some idol
You should know that I'm just vital
The fact you think that I competition
Means you've already lost while I'm just spit'n
You may be higher up than me
But my life's where its supposed to be
You got more people at your side
But that's not what makes one great you see

You're really going down you this time
You can't even find any words that rhyme
Man I really caught you slacking
You best get up and start your packing
I bet you don't know what to say
I think your hair is turning gray
Don't act like you can save your ego
You can try to save yourself from me tho

You can try to make me drop but I'm too far into this flow
You may be telling me to stop but all I'm hearing is go
Go ahead and take a seat, and welcome to the show
Just dropping bars, that 're better than yours, that's all you need to know
There's nothing you can do about it so just watch the fire grow
The saddest part in all of this is I'm not even a pro
Thinking you can catch up to me, but man you're going to slow
You just not going fast enough, as if you're stuck in the snow

So come at me, I'm King Kong
I'll kick your butt with my eyes closed
And I don't got to prove that I'm better than you
Cause I'm super rich and you can't even buy your own clothes
I got your girl right by my side
But I pass and smash
But I got more hoes than I know what to do with
And I got that Cash Money

You act like you're a threat to me
But you don't have a legacy
When I'm dropping bars you can't even start
Cause you aren't even half of me
I work for everything I have
I didn't quit when life got bad
And now I'm climbing up the charts
I'm not looking back, from the start



Credits
Writer(s): Sam Winder
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