cashout mike - never last lyrics
[intro]
clvr, clvr, clvr
[chorus]
i’m livin’ fast, they try to take that sh+t away from me
he’s in the past
and imma get the dough like bakery
i’m never last
my choppa hit that boy, we made him bleed
and then i laugh
you claim your music cold, i disagree
that sh+t is ass
turn around the tables, up my bl!ck, i let it blast
i wake up everyday, then go to school
and sleep in class (aye)
never gonna ever do that sh+t again, it’s past
why that boy keep talkin’ hard
choppa finna take him off
my bullets go really far
hit that boy right in his scarf
send that boy up to the stars
bl!cky take his hair right off
choppa send that boy to mars
why he movin’ like a opp?
make him do a spin
lookin’ like he love to twirl
now he got blurry vision
actin’ up, need a referral
i’m not finna fray
i’m boutta blow up
havin’ to much fun
codеine in my cup
choppa make him run
beam him, that’s hеlla like the sun
we hit that boy the way for fun
all this money, been countin’ up
shawty been tweakin’ cut it up
she really geekin’ need a star
i’m really finna be a star
need a b, whip it, foreign car
i’m always spittin’ better bars
runnin’ up money, i’m the boss
[chorus]
i’m livin’ fast, they try to take that sh+t away from me
he’s in the past
and imma get the dough like bakery
i’m never last
my choppa hit that boy, we made him bleed
and then i laugh
you claim your music cold, i disagree
that sh+t is ass
turn around the tables, up my bl!ck, i let it blast
i wake up everyday, then go to school
and sleep in class (aye)
never gonna ever do that sh+t again, it’s past
why that boy keep talkin’ hard
choppa finna take him off
my bullets go really far
hit that boy right in his scarf
send that boy up to the stars
bl!cky take his hair right off
choppa send that boy to mars
why he movin’ like a opp?
make him do a spin
lookin’ like he love to twirl
now he got blurry vision
actin’ up, need a referral
i’m not finna fray
i’m boutta blow up
havin’ to much fun
codeine in my cup
choppa make him run
beam him, that’s h+lla like the sun
we hit that boy the way for fun
all this money, been countin’ up
shawty been tweakin’ cut it up
she really geekin’ need a star
i’m really finna be a star
need a b, whip it, foreign car
i’m always spittin’ better bars
runnin’ up money, i’m the boss
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