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chase n cashe - dope dealer lyrics

(intro)
cnc
heir waves
f a t e
welcome to the motherf-ckin midwest
commission in this b-tch
all work mo pay dot com

(hook1 x2)
you would think i was a dope dealer
how my name hold weight when i roam state to state
but just label me a dope n-gg-
getting dollars over p-ssy every day, what you know n-gg-?

(hook2 x2)
i ain’t with the bullsh-t, just with the business
tell you 2 times if you didn’t hear it
i ain’t with the bullsh-t, just with the business
if you bout that money like me maybe we can get it

(verse)
young black man, life long, missin it
be one of the best but i strive to do it different
and f-ck the expectations, i was told expect that hatred
n-gg-s gon talk about you, that don’t mean that you can’t make it
women gon pillow talk, that don’t mean you gotta listen
my plan is to stay at the top, not plan to visit
i done did so much in my life, i can list it
been around the world and back and the trip made me exquisite
if you talkin sh-t, whisper we gon get you n-gg-
new jack city approach, we’ll strip a n-gg-
broad day, pad you down at a picnic n-gg-
punch out any clown that we think is snitchin
n-gg-s ain’t worth bullets but they get the gift of st-tches
former rap office, actin wild and sh-t
get adopted, now you think you got style and sh-t
got left abandoned with the sharks by the big homie
once and twice over now you lookin real lonely
new n-gg-s to the spot that you never had
your records never in the club, man yo sh-t is bad
b-tches don’t never play your sh-t ‘cause your sh-t is trash
you used to be the man in the duo but it didn’t last
and now you wanna take shots, man this sh-t is sad
once a fan now we talkin to you like a dad
once a fan of you, now i’m changing my ways
n-gg-s never did it full, man i’m blaming their ways
rapping bout the same old sh-t but it just don’t feel the same
guess that’s cuz he know he couldn’t get high with a new cut
new fame, new place, so he just crew jump
my blessings get delayed, maybe i don’t pray enough
bills coming my way, i’m just hoping i make enough
down on my money but ain’t down on my luck
and n-gg-s got their hatred up but i don’t give a f-ck
my family facing time for his freedom, yea we gave that paper up
lawyer fees and time serves, i’m feeling like he paid enough
tryna hold on to my mind, dealing with crazy stuff
and asking god for some time, praying he gave enough
they never care bout what you say until opinions sway
i guess that’s why these n-gg-s interview me every day
my way was to rap fix, it’s like i’m dealing with the yay
tell the n-gg-s keep it trill from no out the bay
ain’t no limits around, going you pivot every day
suck on that old sh-t, that we ain’t living anyway
hustling and legal a corporate, i could get it anyway
go to war for my dogs, any place, any day
international, rich flare, that heir swagger
i don’t know dapper dam but i know mick jagger
my p-ssport got me trippin like the triple stat
bon voyage, i’m full away like nickelback
if you owe me money i need double what i lend you back
short of stack? see the n-gg- nut like it’s pencil cr-p

(hook1 x2)
you would think i was a dope dealer
how my name hold weight when i roam state to state
but just label me a dope n-gg-
getting dollars over p-ssy every day, what you know n-gg-?

- chase n cashe lyrics

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