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Album: Cold Corner 2 (2011)

Cashing In

Nigga ain't nuttin' but the toast for free
I'm back in the mix where I'm supposed to be
And Imma make you notice me
It's time to bring the cash in

The humble life wasn't chose for me
I got so much more money to see
And I don't need you over me
We pullin and we passing

[Hook:]
We pullin and we passing (we passing)
We pullin and we passing (we passing)
We pullin and we passing (we passing)
We pullin and we passing (we passing)

It's complicated, I'm hated
Badly underrated, drunk, faded, frustrated
Grab another payment, take my life, play it x-rated
Every fucking day with something thick thyles
My favored heart hard as the payment
Do not spaoil with amazment, pop bottles, I'm spraying
I'm top line entertainment, dot com for the flingers
I count this money they drain him hot blonde in my inkt
Ain't no woman alive contain him, it's not part of my game
I remain, you think he I'll, I'm insane, crack cocaine that won't change hall of fame
When I say fuck it, I dip in your pocket, you puppet, fucking nuppes is not in the budget
Flow is discoverd me on the other hand rugget, gold like a nugget.
Shinin but they still see a nigger.
I give a fuck do smoking my weed and drink my liquor,
I let my luck go , tell my gme she need to see me,
They own me something fuck em all in graffiti

Nigga ain't nuttin but the toast for free,
I'm back in the mix where I'm supposed to be
And Imma make you notice me
Its time to bring the cash in
They mumble life wasn't chose for me
I got so much more money to see
And I don't need you over me, we pullin and we passing

[Hook:]
We pullin and we passing (we passing)
We pullin and we passing (we passing)
We pullin and we passing (we passing)
We pullin and we passing (we passing)

Quick race to the title nigger, I smoke your idol,
Try me is suicuidle, dirty is how I do my rival
And you can get it 2 currency just for moving spival
Clashin is critical emergency let the burner bite you
Ya boy unpackable sertainly out the winner cirlcle
Show me respect, do that curtis lerned me in my diners purple.
Bentleys benszez formin a line with no rehersel.
Drugs serenges never clean uo the go commercial
Bary all ya beef to today regret it tomorrow
Do like a 100 gs bullet proof in the car and bitch
Imma make it even way bitch I shoot for the stars,
Feel like I'm trapped I a yard, misses stupid with bars
Daily back in charge give the studio scars,
Gin packin the gararge I'm as cool as my pa
Harded pimpim what I do to the humans I'm strange fuck em all
I dust to em just cruisin in lanes

Nigga ain't nuttin but the toast for free,
I'm back in the mix where I'm supposed to be
And Imma make you notice me
Its time to bring the cash in
They mumble life wasn't chose for me
I got so much more money to see
And I don't need you over me, we pullin and we passing

[Hook:]
We pullin and we passing (we passing)
We pullin and we passing (we passing)
We pullin and we passing (we passing)
We pullin and we passing (we passing)


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