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cash kidd - alone lyrics

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[verse 1: cash kidd]
the hoes, the cars, the cribs, the frauds
the trips, the [?], i got turf on my lawn
i just took a lil’ [?], don’t know when i’m landing
all my b+tch know is “sí, sí”, i thought that b+tch was spanish
put chanel on d+ck+eater, don’t take them for granted
this an 1800 dollar coat, peyton manning
only put my cheese last, when i make a sandwich
big 40 shoot the blood out this b+tch, megan thee stallion
be for real, [?] the hoes like i’m joe mcfashion
say she used to go with me, b+tch know she cappin’
he’s a wimp in real life, but write the coldest captions
this money, i’m breaking my heart, i feel like toni braxton
told her i don’t want no kids, left them on her lashes
my dawg start hating, sh+t, i would too
it’s ironic how his eyes closed, but he in i.c.u
red and white prada bucket hat, feel like dr. seuss

[chorus]
can’t get money with everybody
they don’t wanna hustle
[?] been known f+ck everybody
[?] heart [?] muscle
i just wanna ball
never fall off
no no no
one thing i’ma do is chase that bread, fasho
[verse 2: payroll giovanni]
i keep friends friends, but i hustle with the sk!ll
she sk!lled, handle business, friends really pay they bills
living life on my own terms, f+ck how you feel
you ain’t real with yourself, so how you telling me what’s real?
lately i’ve been on chill, closing deals, still get ’em vacuum sealed
i was in the bas+m+nt, mind on a mansion still
paid all dues, you n+ggas passed the bill
we lit as sh+t, all them captions real
i was funded with my street money
now i wake up and buy chains with “in my sleep” money
we see who can blow money, who can keep money
i secured next year with last week’s money
yeah, i’m out of town on the rooftop
1942 shots, toasting to a new pot
she put me on her stories, zoomin’ in on my new watch
don’t f+ck your camera up with them blue rocks
yeah

[chorus]
can’t get money with everybody
they don’t wanna hustle
[?] been known f+ck everybody
[?] heart [?] muscle
i just wanna ball
never fall off
no no no
one thing i’ma do, is chase that bread, fasho



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