mediumjay - cash didn't last lyrics
[intro: mediumjay]
yo looking at my check i realized i already spent the b-tch. what?
the pay stub didn’t even come out yet
[hook: mediumjay]
just got my cash and it went real fast (3x)
looking at the pay stub realizing it didn’t last
[verse 1: mediumjay]
yo this is for all of the n-ggas that didn’t have cash
when they were growing up and they had to make it last
and they had to spread it out, beyond a vast
indifference, we’re not different
there’s no differentiating when we come into this no one’s hating
we’re gunna screw a couple girls tonight no one’s waiting for us to come at the door
or come and l!ck them, we are no puppy, we ain’t playing the puppy dog position
no mo, we are top dog, top king, top rank
yeah a f-ckin’ german shepard we’re the rank
we’re the top king, top pen, top don, top man
but i don’t got any of that cause f-ck that!
[hook]
[verse 2: mediumjay]
in any weather i’m hotter than global warming
i keep getting these b-tches and now they are meta-morphing
trans-morphing, morphine will ring into their ears when i make metaphors sing
and pigs fly off, rear view balcony windows
how come he is so simple how can he rap on this instrumental
he’s the man that studied rap then went mental
then when crazy lost it lunatic he’s mad and sh-t
he’s looking at the upper lip of a b-tch and he just uppercuts that sh-t
and i give her a nice lupper
lunch with supper, mixed into love with my fist
you don’t get it, l-st. sh-t b-tch super mixed with it neva
eva eva eva eva eva eva
[verse 3: cap-tin-crunch]
i have a sandwich when i eat breakfast, b-tch neva had it
neva had it, neva did it, heard that b-tch
heard that b-tch she mad and sh-t, i don’t even give a sh-t
slap them b-tch in the t-ts and it’s a stick up b-tch get yo lips up
get yo hands up, n-gga shouts out yungjay
chicago grease and i’m tellin you i spit ease
on these little simple beats
pete darranger influenced me, but i come with my own technique
i’m unique b-tch i see those cleavage
i see it’s not gon’ last i whip out my cash and it’s like racks on racks…
my racks on her rack
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