Cash

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I don't want a fan, want a fam
 Tryna get bands with the bang got a plan
 Of attack and a lack and a man draw line in the sand like
 Iraq and Iran take roofie planet (planet) understand? (Yeah)
 Gotta branch out, grab my hand like, last dance
 Gotta take that one more chance
 If I wanna be a star, gotta go like van, like vrooms, so sadan
 Young man, young man, everything I do on brand (on brand)
 Everybody following the kid with the iced down neck 'cause
 They know its a chain of command, too sharp don't glance, goddamn (goddamn)
 Hope that you're feeling the vibe (vibe)
 Everybody moving to side to side and I don't
 Gotta wait, never getting tired, I mean you're so high (high)
 Alright, alright, alright dazed and confused all night (yeah)
 When did the moon gets so bright? When the stars all gotta align, huh?
 When you go, alright
 Oh, that's right, hi
 I wanna be in your life
 I wanna take you to places that you never been and paint pictures a word at a time
 I wanna teach you to fly and not come down
 Tryna find truth in life to find love now, what now?
 I don't wanna wait 'til they come round
 Doing this all for future sex love sounds
 Me and love-SadKid the new N-sync
 We don't got planned shit its all in sync
 See no got them the beat go goddamn and I'm that young man with heat that sounds so amazing
 Right, can't quit it
 Everybody wanna fade me but I'm chillin'
 I don't got nothing against time I don't kill it, spin it
 Tryna make a second with a million
 Billion, raise me the sun
 Tryna make a mic turn to a whole building
 Tryna get bills in still be real but above all else I want you to feel it, really
 Cash, cash money bags that's just all I'm worried 'bout
 You know what I got to do, you know what I'm doing, gettin'
 Cash, cash money babe clock is always running babe
 You two used to do the maneuver and now it's runnin' late
 Cash, cash money bags that's just all I dream about
 Music is the avenue you just toot to songs about
 Cash cash money babe got to go it's running late
 On the grind like all the time feel free to come and join me babe
 Got me feeling like a king with a crown now (crown), new crew, same kid with a crowd now (crowd)
 I check what I'm doing with a spy cam (yeah)
 Ain't nobody know the hustle that they found out (no)
 Afro man he's kinda tan a ladies man, he makes his beats with pots and pans
 Man, I'm a fan of that young man with a grin on his face and his mic in his hand (young man, young man)
 Like me and Dahm san sensei your view thing
 Take a step back boo, you a fruitcake
 Who knew you back when it was cold out
 Ice age baby talking awkwardly broke now
 Somehow all you say is darou now
 Who knew outta pocket dropping would
 Never make you take a second and stop (okay)
 Singing (right)
 Cash, cash money bags that's just all I'm worried 'bout
 You know what I got to do, you know what I'm doing, gettin'
 Cash, cash money babe clock is always running babe
 You two used to do the maneuver and now it's runnin' late
 Cash, cash money bags all I dream about
 Music is the avenue you just toot to songs about
 Cash cash money babe got to go it's running late
 On the grind like all the time come and join me babe
 Wow, welcome to Constellations everybody
 

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Duration
02:28
Key
1
Tempo
150 BPM

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