COJO - CashFlo Lyrics

Streets is watching
Feds is watching
In the field like picking cotton
Man of caution
Plenty options
When it comes to making profit
Makes you sick
Feeling nauseous
I know

Beg ya pardon
There's no need to bargain
Bodies dropping more than stocks are fallen
Charging
Kickin doors down like a spartan
Marching
Lean back on em When I'm arching

Had to do it to em
Sleeping on me Catching itits
Turn these shackles into gold
Kunte Midas
Switching flows And switching styles
No biased, My soul be the brightest
My style be the flyest
Hit em with the left right left, Can't fight it
F*ck this game, feed her fetus When she ride it
Damnit I'm cold
Ride the beat when I write it

Payment's due im moving major weight
Legal work from state to state
Leave em hanging, fishing bait
No eating off my dinner plate
Dropping the hood off tops
Circle the block
Playing the best
Like a dealer Serving the stock
Ima charge a arm and leg
Need a 100 a pop
100 units a drop
Man this shit don't stop like mhm

Ima make way for the hustlers
Better ketchup no mustard
You talking to a king no buster
Make them legs spread like butter
Got a nigga feeling so gutta
Like the little engine I could've
Been that nigga saying I should've
Hold up Breaking down tree in a wood

Now I need a mil
40 acres and a mule
And a record deal
Do it for my day 1 niggas
That's real
See me running yards like the measures on the field
Nigga pay your bills
Nigga
Nigga
Nigga
Nigga

That's called running up a check
Man, playa pay ya bills
Stop trying keep up
This that different money
That Legal money
F*ck y'all niggas thought