Cash - Love-Sadkid, Dahm, Gould

I don’t wanna fan, wanna fam

Tryna get bans with the bang gotta plan

Of attack and a lack and a man draw line in the sand like

Iraq and Iran take a roofie planet (planet).

Understand?

(yeah)

Gotta branch out, grab my hand, last dance

Gotta take that one more chance if I wanna be

A star, gotta go like van like vroom, sedan

Young man, Young man everything I do on brand

Everybody following the kid with the iced-down neck cuz

They know its a chain of command, too sharp don’t glance;

God damn

Hope that you’re feeling the vibe

Everybody moving to side to side and I don’t

Got a wave, now I got a tide, I mean you’re so high

Alright, alright, alright

Dazed and Confused all night

When the moon gets so bright, why 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 take pictures at one 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 till 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, it’s all in sync

See no got them the beat go god damn and

I’m the young man we keep that sensei 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 and still be real but

Above all else, I want you to feel it, really

Cash, cash money, babe, that’s just all I’m worried about

You know what I got to do, you know what I’m doing, getting

Cash, cash money, babe, clock is always running late

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 who the 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

New crew, same kid with the crown now

I check what im doing with a spy cam

Ain’t nobody know the hustle that they found out

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 hands

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, babe, that’s just all I’m worried about

You know what I got to do, you know what I’m doing, getting

Cash, cash money babe, clock is always running late

You two used to do the maneuver and now it’s running late

Cash, cash money bags, all I dream about

Music is the avenue, you just who the 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