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cash – june fourteenth lyrics

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[verse 1]
heard them n-gg-s sleeping on me, tell ’em get they rest
i don’t answer up my phone, i might respect a text
i’m too tired, n-gg-s scheming on some fake sh-t
going ape sh-t, feel like on some bape sh-t
feeling starfish on this molly, f-ck these c-ckroaches
murder with the ink, i feel like irv [?]
young n-gg- but i job roll anybody, probably job roll anybody
cash give ’em h-ll n-gg-, that’s what my brother said
look at me from the cell, told me make my brother bell
can’t beat me sh-t cause if it ain’t making dollars then it don’t make sense
f-ck, never got that sh-t
n-gg-s acting out, so i had to flip that script
used the produce like the kitchen, how i flick that wrist
never vouch for me with that chanet, paid that rent
now i need 8 sessions, ‘fore n-gg- step foot in
’09 felt like nfl combine
f-ck school, man, i’m on that sh-t ’til the sunrise
west side, graduation
got to college just to sign the paper
red pill, blue pill, f-ck, i’m in the matrix
i was gon’ take you through all the years
you know the basic story, blood, sweat and tears
had a kid, worked 9 to 10
got signed to ludacris
how the f-ck they disappear?
but b-tch, i’m still here

[verse 2]
see my bars reconcile the penitentiary, yo bars elementary
now i got the mogul, sh-t you wanna be a mend to me
don’t act me up, no kin to me, want me sh-t around for centuries
you n-gg-s is not real, talking literaly
same town james brown came outta
way before twitter knew that all these birds would follow
yung dolla, yung dolla, had to say that sh-t twice
comeback kid, f-cking ain’t no sh-t nice
i’m on some running back sh-t, and catch a page, jared rice
you can’t smell my sh-t once, you gon’ smell my sh-t twice
on the quest with my trial, rest in peace that n-gg- fife
giving hit after hit like a n-gg- kimbo slice (rest in peace)
y’all n-gg-s don’t wanna respect but b-tch, i’m in it
y’all n-gg-s ain’t give me no credit ’til i start winning
yeah i got a list of you n-gg-s, but i ain’t tripping
see my daughter 4 and she won’t miss another christmas
see og gave me this so i had to go peter parker on this
see my spidey senses is tingling cause they talking on me
always give you n-gg-s the heat, they just put the spark up on me
always been a star but they just had to put the light up on me
i ain’t write this down either but i still give you ether
i just wanna get the money, split it with my people
came from the hood where ain’t n-body equal
i would tell you a lil more but you waiting ’til the sequel



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