J Swey, Azide — Mayday

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I got some cash in my pocket, I’m killin’ it
I’m goin’ fast, I ain’t talkin’ ’bout dealerships
Nobody real as me, nobody real as this
Shawty was fillin’ me, yeah she was feelin’ me
I stay away from the haters and fakes
My gut feeling don’t ever mistake
Only chase one thing, that’s the money chase
Ain’t shit sweet like a birthday cake

My dawg, click-clack, I ain’t catchin’ no case
I’m always on time, y’all niggas is late
I’m smokin’ big packs, big blunts to the face
I’m with a bad bitch, she givin’ me face
Yeah, whole gang eat, got the cash in the safe
Eating real good steak, good steak on my plate
Shе like my voice, I’ma make hеr ass shake
Got the end of the night, got her drippin’ like a lake