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Look

Hungry nights tryna stack for my meal
Questionable days when I played in the fields
The irony , scorching my lungs up to heal
For my bros I'll rot in that cell

Cop me pack hoping it'll sell
Knowing well , IMA MAKE it sell
Nine-five or bound to get a scale
Don't get how I feel, I was enduring my hell

Set backs , know I took a couple Lz
Niggaz wicked , something underfell
I can't tell you how I really felt
Do them GREASE , PRAYING they won't tell

He ain't gooning , pump him up with shells
I was just gooning tryna get this my wealth
They do you dirt , focus on yourself
True reason staying to myself

I was gooning tryna get my cash up
Oh he bluffing , knowing why he backed up
Sha chill , always tryna pack stuff
Yeah he copped it but he acting mad tuff

Goona slide really on some mad shit
I can't hang with you if you don't smack shit
Cus what u gon do when they catch you
I can't cuff on no shawty that is past due

How you jacked it , left it to the past goon?
How you jacked it , took it on the bunny
Year 24 , better get you some money
Do him slime if he looking runny

And this bad lil biddie tryna be my
Honey
Liking the vibe , got me feeling cunnning
And she be pretty , knowing that she stunning
Barely touched you, nigga , why you running

Why u texting if we ain't fucking
Come to banks , ima need me a dozen
U did some weird shit ima keep it hundred
What did you gain from all of that stunting

What did you gain
It's a lost you don't feel any shame
Use this music , sorting out my pain
U get crashed staying out your lane

Sometimes I just question my fate
Even more with my faith
Barely love , I was drowned in the hate
From a city that's riddled with snakes

CASH

Written by:
Judah Clark

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