My Money - Caskey

Don’t play me about my money

I pulled up to the spot just give it to me

Don’t play me about my money

I’m in the streets, i’m coming

Still shocked by how we done it

I just touch-downed last week, somehow we run it

People start to hate ya when you start to shine

I get paid so much i can’t pay that no fucking mind

Ten toes down like these boys they know we gon' be just fine

Once we get that check step out the spot like we don’t need no shine

I’ve been on my shit for so long they at least respect the grind

If we got some problems i ain’t hiding

They know where to find

They put themselves in a bind

I’ll fucked the world, hit that shit from behind

Lately my bitch feel like everything mine

Those that work hardest are gonna see they divine

Do you need a rewind?

Been working to hard for this shit to give up now

The feeling inside of my guts say it’s time that we crutch down

Don’t play me about my money

I pull up to the spot and tell 'em all to be one hundred

I heard the shit you dropping we can’t play that shit for nothing

You changing by the dollar, that’s the shit that i can’t fuck with

Boy don’t play me bout my money

Don’t play me bout my money, nah just be a hundred

Don’t play me bout my money, no doll, just be a hundred

I jumped off the porch when i was sixteen, all in

Sixteen ounces in my backpack, knew that Rock was calling

All my homies on and down or they get down to crawling

Try’na dodge the reaper

He don’t wanna see me charging

I been in the game now in my prime i feel like Jordan

Way too many hoes try to chill with me to feel important

Wonder why i don’t text back, i’m too busy recording

Lean all night and coughee in the morning

Forming from out of the stone

Left my old ways

Now i’m feeling grown

Feel like the game made me answer the throne

Feel like i got something they couldn’t clone

Let it be known

This ain’t no flick of the wrist

This murder, this 2Pac and Cris

This two dollar bricks

This is that uncut so pure that the plug don’t even know it exists

This is the shit that’s so loud at the checkpoint you gotta be frisked

I’m in the spot like somebody was rapping before me

Know that they gotta be pissed

I wasn’t sure which of our shit was the hardest

Now i know it gotta be this

The prophecy wished

And so it was told

Now i’m up in this bitch!