Chromo - Cash Rules

Just me myself and I
Finally I'm high
Rolled a blunt
Smoked it up
While I'm looking at the sky

A thought occurred within my mind
Damn a homie fine
Passing off
Stackin' up
I'm flyin'
To the moon no lie

I'm high as shit
Yo dawg where's my shit
I'm clumsy man fallin' over
Fuckin up
A bit

Now I'm all depressed
Thinking never sober shit
Fuck whaat
I'm the best
If homie tryina give the lip

Yo fuck it dawg im good
Fuck it dawg im good
Riding with the squad in my lex
They should

Poppin off
I'm a boss
You can take it to my hood
Keep it real
Eatin meals
Getting fatter than i should
Wordd

Tryina do me
Just tryina do me
All these bitches want to turn around
Manipulate
Deceive

I'm like fuck a deal
and fuck your fronts
It ain't nothin' to me
I'ma pack it up and take it
Somewhere else
For them to see

Cold alleyways
Makin these plays
Pause and hit the J
Fade away out of place

Off the shits
While im livin in the fray
Most days
Catchin bread
And watch it swimin
All up in my fuckin face

Bitch i keep it fuckin woke
Your whole world is a Joke, Man
Just take a look at where you're at
And everything you know

Put it all back together
Right with you at centerfold
Now zoom it out
And let me watch you
Try to
Stop your mind explode

I'm a real OG
A real OG
With no gang affiliation
I don't give a fuck
I'm me

On my own two feet
Lightin' up and ghosting green
Catching moneybags
They fallin'
Like they growin
On some trees

I'm Out here tryina make a nation
You can peep just what that means
Oh, wait, you're sleepin'
With your scrawny ass
Inside those skinny jeans