RESPEC & PROTEC

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Aye, aye, aye, yeah
 Woo-hoo
 Bouncin' out of my village
 Bout to hit your fuckin' city
 Bout to blow down all your weed
 Got girls of every colour with me
 Eatin' good, living better, California lit up weather
 You and your girl live together
 Fuck her, send her home in a Richvale sweater
 I'm way too gassed up
 I don't do fuckboy shit, don't mention me and master
 If it wasn't music, it was acting or trapping or robbing
 Or hustle 'til they put me in them handcuffs
 Aye, I ain't gotta front, my life been a stunt
 You do what you can, I do what I want
 She's stuck in the back, send her to the front (get low)
 I ain't with the little boy talk and the chit-chat
 Ever since my face been tatted I've been no one
 Can't put me against you, that's a mismatch
 I've been on 1, I've been on 2, might make it 3
 But what more does a boy gotta prove?
 I'm a lot of things, but I sure ain't you
 Roll that, smoke that, light that dope
 Aye, rack it up, cash that check
 Fight em on site, hit the deck
 I don't do walsh, I just give em respect
 Aye, rack it up, cash that check
 Comin' through, right on, next
 Money my family that shit I protecting
 Aye, rack it up, cash that check
 Fight em on site, hit the deck
 I don't do walsh, I just give em respect
 Aye, rack it up, cash that check
 Comin' through, right on, next
 Money my family that shit I protecting
 Money my family that shit I protecting
 Money my family that shit I protecting
 Dammit, I'm pretty, no need to be iced out
 She wore my tee like a night gown
 She tell you, "I am not in the mood"
 She just tell me, "fuck me right now"
 I can't believe I'm a young sensation
 Can't believe I saw tons of these youngins cakin'
 And I ain't really do too much shit about it
 I just sat and waited really patient, innovative
 In the matrix, dodging shots from these vivid fakers
 She love the yellow, like it's the Lakers
 I kill the pussy, do prison later
 Russell just want him a crib with acres
 Look at me, my life your entertainment
 I should count money and rap like I'm Cam
 Posted up with Big Tigger up in the basement (Goddamit I'm nice, told ya')
 Aye, rack it up, cash that check
 Fight em on site, hit the deck
 I don't do walsh, I just give em respect
 Aye, rack it up, cash that check
 Comin' through, right on, next
 Money my family that shit I protecting
 Aye, rack it up, cash that check
 Fight em on site, hit the deck
 I don't do walsh, I just give em respect
 Aye, rack it up, cash that check
 Comin' through, right on, next
 Money my family that shit I protecting
 God damn, god damn
 Woo-hoo
 

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Duration
02:50
Key
6
Tempo
135 BPM

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