Alpha Tvylore - Ca$h Money Lyrics

Excuses and lies mad people
Excuses and lies mad people don't keep it real
Read between the lines currency making niggas steal
Emergency we sending packs thru priority
With the urgency we disrespecting authority
Large majority of ya EMCEES is trash rap
Hardly off ya feet but I vacation like hatchbacks
Gotta play for keeps I get more cheeks than ass cracks
Excuse me pardon me thats like 20 years in my backpack
Belly aching every time I see police
F*ck a Jake won't hesitate to demonstrate with this baby 38
All my run ins familiar
Ripping running with killers
King of the jungle we rumble like silver back gorillas
Gripping counting my skilla
Stacking this blue cheese
I got the juice and I'm rendezvousing with groupies
Who would of knew
I came out the coochie
Getting couchie
Get some coochie then cut her off like the schools that recruit me

They judged me like Judy
I swear them coaches screwed me
They ain't wanna see me spin like my nigga Boobie
They dogged me scooby
Now I'm spitting like loogies
It's cash money til the end

It's cash money til the end
It's cash money til the end
It's cash money til the end

I be turning ponds to queen in this chess game
Turn a straight edge to a feen wit a knife blade
She ain't used drink now she drunk screaming money gang
Got her burning skunks
Pushing g's in a white range
Proceed caution when you moving with the white thang
Got more green than Boston thats on my momma everythang
Cus this that shit that make you get up
Bonnie thats my bitch til death do us no switch ups
Always got a stick you not gon see me slip up
Come let a nigga trip the ambulance gon pick up
Talking shit
You got knock the knocked the f*ck out
My upper cut like Buster Douglas at the Tyson bout
My house stay packed all my neighbors smell that loud
I keep a loaded pistol coked for cops tryna figure out
I'm stuffing hundred bills in my louie v pouch
Wrap seal it up on the west pack ship it down south
Soon as that smack we all rich stick to the play
Soon as them mother f*ckers land get em gone the same day
Still be bumping speaker knockers playing with the stove
Ill pop ya like orville red n bocker with the 2 tone

They judged me like Judy
I swear them coaches screwed me
They ain't wanna see me spin like my nigga Boobie
They dogged me scooby
Now I'm spitting like loogies
It's cash money til the end

It's cash money til the end
It's cash money til the end
It's cash money til the end

You catching a contact If you ever in my contact
Bitches on my dick cause God put them in my contract
7 days a week I'm making movies like its imax
All i do is f*cking hustle survive wherever I'm at
Out here in the cold shoveling powder to ya nose
The game belongs to me R.I.P Pimp C feel the power of the 4
I got power with the pole
And hella power in my flow
I got pockets full of sour
And pockets thats that filled with stones
Ya pocket getting skimpy I got women popping on my chicken bone
Pop it lock it drop it beat the pussy to some reagetone
Want it then I cop it my pockets copping bejimons
Pistol popping keep it on my hip them coppers took it from
They be watching so i gotta pose take a picture for em
Smoking foreign with a foreign in a foreign how it go
Columbus out to Cali now I'm Hollywoods favorite
Nigga I mobing and my faygo medicated
Speeding down the 1on1 ducking dodging satan
I got book bags full of weed and my clients just made a payment