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Z-Ro

Waitin On The Checc

 

Waitin On The Checc

(album: Pressure - 2022)


Never did sell my soul (No I did not)
And my money don't fold (No, it does not)
I'm chasing paper right now
I'm never chasing you hoes
If you smoke like I smoke (Yeah)
If you drink like I drink (Drink like I drink)
You're so fucked up right now
You wanna come down, but you can't
I done smoked a lil' bit of that bud of kush
I done smoked a whole lot of that Louis
I done drunk a lil' bit of that
I done drunk a whole lot of that Louis
Know my enemies might try to catch me slipping
'Cause I'm fucked up, feeling real groovy
But anytime they tried me, I knocked them hoes out
When they wake up, they gon' try to sue me, I'm good, though

We ain't waiting on the check to clear
Our money good, we gon' buy a neighborhood, that's our projects this year
"Mr. McVey, sign on the dotted line," that's what I expect to hear
And I don't give a goddamn what they say about me, 'cause I bet they gon' respect me here
Yeah, we ain't waiting on the check to clear
Our money good, we gon' buy a neighborhood, that's our projects this year
Need to be in Cali 'bout two or three hours, cool, we could take a jet from here
And I don't give a goddamn what they say about me, I don't give a goddamn what they say about me

You're goddamn right, I've been at it for a minute
From dead broke to so much, I can't even spend it
My hustle on some Master P shit, it's no limit
If they waiting on a pack from me, you know I gotta send it
And if they got beef with me, you know I gotta end it
It ain't gon' take me long, I'ma be there in a minute
I'ma find out where you live and then I'll pull up on your bitch ass
Kick in the front door and real niggas running up in it
Them niggas is alright, but my niggas just the illest
Not here to make friends, we are here to hurt feelings
From Ridgemont 4 to living like a Republican
But I'm not a Republican, look at me, I'm just living (Mo City, Texas)
You know I came in the dome, said it before
I never go to sleep on the floor no more
I never put trust in a ho no more
And no more groups, either, I'ma stay so low
I ain't wanna be one-deep, that's how they made me
I know you probably heard that hater saying I was crazy
Somebody need to tell that hater that he need to pay me
But it ain't like I need it, though, I get a bag daily
You know I'm riding Cadillac from the mid-eighties
Fifth wheel relaxing, why is it so lazy?
Somebody need to tell my baby mama, stop tryna get a check from me
Let me be a father to my baby, I'm good, though

We ain't waiting on the check to clear
Our money good, we gon' buy a neighborhood, that's our projects this year
"Mr. McVey, sign on the dotted line," that's what I expect to hear
And I don't give a goddamn what they say about me, 'cause I bet they gon' respect me here
Yeah, we ain't waiting on the check to clear
Our money good, we gon' buy a neighborhood, that's our projects this year
Need to be in Cali 'bout two or three hours, cool, we could take a jet from here
And I don't give a goddamn what they say about me, I don't give a goddamn what they say about me

done

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