Cash Kai - Make a Way Lyrics

Tryna see my money double
Out the mud I make it out I'm not in trouble
I'm peepin these hoes I'm just now out the way
When there is a drought ima make a way

I'm doin this shit for my granny
My momma I'm hopin I'm prayin I motherf*ckin blow
I'm ready I'm stackin I'm writing my motherf*ckin bars tryna turn into a f*ckin goat

I can't f*ck with you hoes
Y'all stressin my motherf*ckin head
I'm just tryna eat and make my motherf*ckin bread
Girl just don't open open yo legs don't even care if you ever try to f*ckin beg

I'm a walk-in lick you better know tho
Can not f*ck up the guys that's the bro code
Do not f*ck off with 12 I'm a no show
Do not lie that just really a no no

Cash Kai really the guy you just know tho
Roll up sticky I'm not smokin dodo
Give me time promise ima blow blow
If you doubted me ima know tho

Count up 20s 50s 100s ima make it grow
Never seen me with this money i won't sell my soul
When my folks were stressin I sold gas on the low
You were shocked when I put my bars up in this flow

I'm just now healthy I'm getting this cash
GG took me out my foot on the gas
That is my ass so I know I won't crash
Vision done went out I know ima spazz

Move out the way now I'm testing her car
Took me 3 times like I'm hitting a par
I can go home woe I'm really not far
I'm now on the map feelin like a radar

Tryna see my money double
Out the mud I make it out I'm not in trouble
I'm peepin these hoes I'm just now out the way
When there is a drought ima make a way

Woe Aye!

Now that I am back in the land
I started just playin my hand
Now I go and count me a grand

Eviction note in my hand
That was never ever planned
Now I need a f*ckin plan
So I started trappin in a van

Yea!

All this gas mane we smokin on meds
F*ck 12 you probably was the feds
Bloodline it really was red

Have you ever just slept in a car?
Bitch I'm a beast did the motherf*ckin grind
This ain't no joke no rap cap
This come from the heart where it had motherf*ckin start

Aye! She suck me up in the motherf*ckin car
I'm rollin like it's now a Cuban cigar
Tested her strings like a f*ckin guitar

Bitch I'm just shine like a motherf*ckin star
I wake up feel like a big superstar
Bread is just coming I'm about to go far
Go through the struggles it came with some scars

Yea huh He my slime yuh
Woe I'm one of a kind now
Bitch I stay on the grind now
Y'all cappin y'all lyin now
You writing your lines on the paper to the feds
How you alive now?
How you alive now?

Tryna see my money double
Out the mud I make it out I'm not in trouble
I'm peepin these hoes I'm just now out the way
When there is a drought ima make a way