Cars, Clothes, Cribs

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Chase Martin

Chase Martin is a country music artist known for her powerful vocals and heartfelt lyrics. She has released a few singles and is gaining recognition in the country music scene. more »

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Cars, clothes, cribs; I need all of it
Pronto, quick, anything that I want
I go get, don't try to tell me nun
You don't know shit
I'm rollin' up blunts plus spliffs
Ten down and I'm still not done yet
Who the highest in the room? I'm suspect
Tryna drink sum, dawg, where my cup at?
Look, the radio station don't give me no play
F*ck 'em, been on my own since back in the day
And trust, I'm still out here livin' it up
I'm getting paper every day, I'm tryna get me a buck
They know the deal like that dude with a bald head
Who stand on stage and hand out a whole lotta bread
I'm getting paid, Monday to Sunday, money get made
I gotta take this shit to the bank, but it stank
Dirty money, washing it clean
Get a house on the lake so I can make sure no one bothering me
Im so fly, yeah I prolly got wings
And so playa, one word I can make her jump outta them jeans
She ain't never heard nun like me, asked me if I'm the greatest
Turned around and told her 'bitch, do you breathe?
Is the sky blue? Is the U.S. dollar bill green?
Then there's yo answer then, hoe, so what the f*ck do you mean?'
Cars, clothes, cribs; I need all of it
Pronto, quick, anything that I want
I go get, don't try to tell me nun
You don't know shit
I'm rollin' up blunts plus spliffs
Ten down and I'm still not done yet
Who the highest in the room? I'm suspect
Tryna drink sum, dawg, where my cup at?
Yeah, big money in my pocket, tryna get it
I got six hundred that's due for the rent, shit
But it's already spent by the end of the month
Food runnin' low in the fridge, I ain't got shit but a blunt
This shit different, I must've somehow gotten accustomed
To not having it, now I need it, I'm seein' it clearly
Don't know how many times I done said I need me a millie
But more than once tho, why you think I'm tryna run it up fo'?
I never been the one to go and buy a chain, 'cause who am I?
To know I'm broke but have 'em think I'm fly
I see that typa shit and swear to God
If my son end up like y'all, Imma f*ck around and have to end it all
I gotta grind cause I can't fall off
I ain't tryna be another rapper who only gets lost to the cause
Prolly do this 'till the day I grow old
Everybody know I'm making hot shit like what you find on the stove, let's go
Cars, clothes, cribs; I need all of it
Pronto, quick, anything that I want
I go get, don't try to tell me nun
You don't know shit
I'm rollin' up blunts plus spliffs
Ten down and I'm still not done yet
Who the highest in the room? I'm suspect
Tryna drink sum, dawg, where my cup at

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