Smokey - Cash Criminal Lyrics

Yeah I'm a cash criminal
So lyrical, I'll be the miracle
Cruisin on the highway in an i8

Theoretically, I am what u never will
Be as u see I was grindin for the high stakes
Your babes, flat pancakes, my women got ass like Gomez
My boys never talk, they interrogate
No face no case never let the cops chase
Never doubt it
Cut your loss shake my hand n never talk about it
Your Instagram is full of Louis but u walk without it.
So I confront u about it and u just talk around it

Drip flex
Bitch next
Ion care if u ain't got a skillset
I don't shit chat
I talk money money
So I can sit back
When it's f*cking sunny

And I dont know why people like judging
The haters wanted me to fall but now they see me runnin
I've got a couple hundred but I ain't showing the stacks
Well it's complex but capitalism causes the flex
So makes a direct decision that I'm not doin that
Considering facts that u don't even profit on ice thinkin' it's nice
Knowin its stupid but still doin it twice
Walk out the jeweler losing half of the price, yikes

Now that's some real shit
And yeah they feel it but their ego's bigger than their feelings
And people startna talk alot cuz smokey's blowin ceilings
And yet they hatin cuz they don't know I'm the f*ckin realest

And now I'm a cash criminal
And a liberal spitting all these verses so lyrical
Grind is an original first-class miracle
A couple grand then the millie too

I felt the tension around me when I was comin' thru
Money breaks trust's what they told it was f*ckin true
I didn't have a clue
I just did it like it was never new
Went from obeying the law straight to be writin the rules
Livin with beautiful views
Smokin' and sippin' the booze
Standin inside o my shoes ain't no chance
Keep enjoying your life until it f*ckin' ends
And take your memories with u towards a better land

I ain't had a plan
I still began
And shit I'm just a man just a normal man
Anybody can u just gotta start
Cuz else it don't f*ckin matter if u stupid or smart

And if u f*ckin' smart
It don't go automatic
I've had some years I assumed my shit already settled
From dusk till dawn the days we're problematic
Until I choose my music over my mathematics

Smokey on the beat
See
Sound much better than professor C, y'all agree?
Or continued my work inside the ICT
Most of the time to serve the elderly

While I could be living somewhere in Beverly Hills
Just by evolving my skills on the beat
My music is better to listen on repeat
I'm ready here on the mic now ima smoke the weed