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Aaron May

Cream

 

Cream

(альбом: CHASE - 2019)


Yeah
Yeah, yeah, look
They said the paper get hot turn you to ashes
Only thing is I don't remember me asking
Fill up my bag of chips and I ain't sharing a fraction
I'm down for whatever, niggas know I'm bout that action
He asked me for a ballpark price, I pitched him double
I'm taxing like they uncle but I gotta keep it subtle
And even if he notice I know he don't want no trouble
Cause there's nothing like the hustle in a nigga from the struggle

I been on my dough since a younging
You should know that shit
You should know (You should know)
I been on my dough since a younging
You should know that shit
You should know (You should know)
I been on my dough since a younging
You should know that shit
You should know (You should know)
I been on my dough since a younging
You should know that shit
You should know (You should know)

I got what you need, what you want, and what you don't
I do what you see, what you plot and what you won't
I just served a fiend walking out the corner store
Only thing that's guaranteed is I'm bound to get this dough
I got what you need, what you want, and what you don't
I do what you see, what you plot and what you won't
I just served a fiend walking out the corner store
Only thing that's guaranteed is I'm bound to get this dough

Now don't let me catch you slipping cause I always got that grip
We might run up in your crib and take whatever we can get
Meet the plug up for a zip but we gon run off with a brick
All them hundreds on the counter cause that paper counterfeit
And I'm

Man fuck what you talkin about, I'm tryna get paid
You know it's whatever, I'm down for whatever
If it's bread I'm there
Shit, Imma get mine

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