Tr.Raps.It - Too Close (feat. Rumor)

Short stack of dollar bills laying on the floor
I saw the gap that's in between
I guess its what the ceilings for
Pushed me over taking cash from the envelopes to buy the smoke
I'm in my feelings bitch
I was fiending more
And they said I wouldn't do it so had to show 'em how
The realest hate coming from the fake
It's got you trippen out
Raised to give a fuck what people think
But there ain't nothing now
It's nothing new
You on the prowl
Like they let the zoo loose all over town
I smoked a pound
I been chillen with the lions
I'm with the kings who been investing in the future
Never dying
Took some time to stack my bread
They wanna break it
Why they trying
Since we did this on our own
I see the envy when they eyeing
They watching too close
Yeah
Uh
They watching too close
Yeah
Uh
Yeah
Maybe
Get the money baby
I ain't really fucking with these niggas cause they lazy
They can talk the shit boy 'cause that ain't gonna phase me
Get the money when I spray and all these losers thing I'm playing
But I'm the fucking coach
Move it all up in a boat
While I'm dressed in my fur coat
Like a wolf among the sheep
And I think it's time to eat
Get the paper like I breathe
In my city plant my seed
'Cause y'all need more just like me
They watching too close
Yeah
Uh
They watching too close
Yeah
I came from Golden West
406 the place I grew up blessed
Never taking nothing for granted 'cause nothing granted less
We planned the test
Working overtime to press
Had to see our vision through the end
To peek the finer lense
For checks that ain't been riding trends
So fuck 'em
Imma just do my thing
They say they got a lotta cash but cash ain't gotta lotta them
Watching too close
Check the timing
Check the diamond ring
You haters want it all
But me
I'm onto higher aims
They watching too close
Yeah
Uh
They watching too close
Yeah
Uh

Written by:
Andrew Tofslie, Armando Moreno

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