E I O

I'm livin' life like it's golden
Money in my pockets, I'm never foldin
Doin' checks, they ain't even know it
Game be on lock, I never throw it
Came from the bottom, I had to grind
Cause I'm grindin' for every dollar
My dogs ain't got no collar
But they still hit you if I call em

Money make the world spin
So my life be like a whirlwind
I be boxin' cause my hands dirty I'm steppin' on my footprint
Walkin' through my city, feel the breeze
L.A. nights feel like a dream
Money, cars, and my clothes that's all I fuckin' need
Bitch, I got it out the mud cuz I know what I believe
So I'm livin' in the fast lane there ain't much that I need

We ain't down, we ain't broke
We got bitches that you know
She said she want a bag but I told her ass no
And we steppin' on the gas I got bitches who love the snow
Got her singin' for that cash She like, E-I-O

I just hope I make it far
That's the dream, that's the chase
Put the team on my back making sure we all escape

I been workin' overtime ten times, we in shape
I been gettin' away can't believe they was some fakes

I don't really wanna talk I want that cash
Money, power, respect
That's what I been chasin
Got my shooter, he be blazin'
Run up on my spot, whack
You gon' be duckin', quack, quack
Then he gon' cash that
That's your head, that we blast that

Walkin' through my city, feel the breeze
L.A. nights feel like a dream
Money, cars, and my clothes that's all I fuckin' need
Bitch, I got it out the mud cuz I know what I believe
So I'm livin' in the fast lane there ain't much that I need

We ain't down, we ain't broke
We got bitches that you know
She said she want a bag but I told her ass no
And we steppin' on the gas I got bitches who love the snow
Got her singin' for that cash She like, E-I-O



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Writer(s): Harsh S
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