Lyrics:
some cash to pay for the hotel and the bathshow
Its 5:13 by the clock on the wall
Motherfuckers move so I can make a phone call
Shit is getting late
their shoes off
I smell their feet
My number is 80, it's still on 20
I look up at the clock and now IS 10:30
Free butter and cheese oh please, oh please
the dezzy
It's a habbit (uh)
Wurrs my cash
outside I gotta Benz and Jag (both sittin on chrome)
Is she down for gettin dirty with a 'get it' boy
All I need is
the spot, main hang up, flirtin'
We be surrounded by girls...man and I ain't perpin'
All I know is money, cash, hoes like Jay (like Jay)
And I got all 3.
up
Rollin by, lookin good, put it in reverse then back it up
What's the deal, lemme make it clear what you got rite here
They break mold, one
can't pass it up
Rollin by, lookin good
Put it in reverse then back it up
What's the deal, lemme make it clear
What you got rite here
They break
I was locked up
Lotta time going by
Slowly it's colder in the south
No calls I need a rollie
I been trappin on the lonely yeah
Making people holy
I
as snow
We were the waves in the water
Flying high and the tide was low
When The New Year came and went
Depression, descent
We're watching Johnny Cash
strugglin to get by
But still post a phantom pic
That's why give back to the kids
You don't kno if they hurting son
You don't know when ya the time comes
You
really been hungry
I'm blessing the trap
I'm giving free smoke
I been fronting them packs
And little by little
I'm making it back
Situation can get crazy
You know how we play
7-11, 4-Tray, rollin' them dice every day
Trap with the K, choppa gon' spit in your face
Put your deuce deuce back away, turn
all my people
Lie
Rollin' down the tint we finna drive by Fuckin' on the bitch she with the wise guy
Whippin' in a rolls my ceiling sky never pay my
can't pass it up
Rollin by, lookin good
Put it in reverse then back it up
What's the deal, lemme make it clear
What you got rite here
They break
heat your pops up like popcorn, like pop pop pop
If they askin bout Murdock, he rollin' with me
That's my G, I'm trynna get some comics for free
[Intro: Frukwan]
Check it out... check it out..
Yo.. yo... yo
[Chorus 2X: Frukwan]
Little Johnny Walker Red, 2 to the head
Big shot, slingin' crack
life an it be a long sequel
bout people livin off free-be's an brick cheese
that's how that shit be's, out here you have to grind to get g's
no Bently
walk (Crip walk), this is real talk
Smoke kush and bush, then we peel off (Eugh)
Niggas still rollin' with the wheels off (Eugh)
Always lookin' out
for no groupie hoe
Ice on Johnny dang, flawless diamonds hitting this shit for to show
Gucci store, was bout to by some drip but I cash out on dope
Fuck
at your glass, I'm bringin' all you bitches pain
Soldier rollin', load it, tell 'em, free JBeezy, he creepin' creature, mane
For those don't know me, make
the bowl
I’ll Johnny cash it I packed it again my friend
Not together at the end of the tunnel but you lit it up
I’ll try it when you leave this summer
What
the discension and hate
Blinded by Pride and it’s lame bro
We could be free but you carry the weight
Nah Nah we wont stand for it
So this is where that Buck Stop
she'll tell you everything
Clientele too legit i could serve em without the heat
Me and johnny b 200 p's going east
Country boy he cash em out 2000 a piece
on me (woah)
Now i'm booted up, always keepin' a stack on me
Shootin' his shit up, I don't play 'bout my cash homie
I put the drugs down, now i'm focused
and get murked
in the trap since a kid, nigga, free merc
Got a line on za these nigga shit dirt
I'm tryna get rich, I'm putting in work
Got curved by
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