clean chedda - payroll giovanni lyrics
[verse]
everything i got i prayed for i’m grateful
i still wake up and hustle like i ain’t got sh*t, that’s how i’m made bro
sounds crazy, but thank god that the caine slowed
that pushed me in the studio to wanna make more
now i ain’t gotta flip bo’s or gotta’ smuggle pies
just made a couple hundred thousand off some f*cking slides
this the way life look on the other side
after you hustle winters and survive the summer time
used to spend my morning cuttin’ dimes
for my morning rush, still feeling like it’s more for us
had goals of pullin’ porche’s up
needed my pockets double xl, so i hit my sources up
now bad b*tches poppin corks with us
our coupes fleeing while the strippers scoop the ones we threw and sort it up
head to my condo then count on some bands
this was all before a deal n*gga no advance
what rappers own their catalogs, let’s see a show of hands
but you own all that shiny sh*t, i don’t understand
one flopped album boy you back to buying a hundred grams
sh*t can get real my n*gga get a plan, yea
[chorus]
pockets full of clean chedda’…
lord knows i sleep betta’…
pockets full of clean chedda’…
lord knows i sleep betta’…
[verse 2]
pockets full of clean chedda’
lord knows i sleep betta’
if n*ggas was really loyal, you will see the streets better
nowadays the average street dude barely touchin’ 20
meanwhile, a kid on youtube gettin’ a ton of money
sent my jeweler my logo like yo flood it for me
i got a show coming up told him to rush it for me
i ain’t into feeding sh*t that don’t do nothing for me
leaving out of zeidman’s with another rollie
used to chop up the hard, now the watches come with boxes and cards
lookin’ like louis sponsored us all
i traded in spots, for concerts and halls
laughin’ with my dog about sh*t we overcame
i fell out with a lot over caine
it worked out though a n*gga really can’t complain
when sh*t get real even yo shadow dip away (d*mn), yea
sad but its true n*gga, now you see why i been telling ya’ll to move different
been me so how i’m acting brand new n*gga?
been coupe dippin, roof missing, while the jewels hittin’
pockets full of clean chedda’…
lord knows i sleep betta’…
pockets full of clean chedda’…
lord knows…
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