Cash Kidd - Accomplishments Lyrics

Lyrics Accomplishments - Cash Kidd



Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah ayy
Ay yo bitch told meh yo job interviews ain′t been going well
Damn you out here broke ass hell,
Stressed out hating on me probably smoking tale
Don't lose yo life over a runner bro that′s slow ass hell
Touchdown in yo city who got poles for sell
Go to hell them ain't Runtz nigga I know the smell
Outside bro got the draco in his jogging pants
Please don't stare I′m traumatized Ia hate to off a fan
Slide down on a nigga I was by myself
God son but I′m a probably rot in hell
Niggas cappin' bout shit in songs that I′ll never tell
I up the firearm and spray it like it got a smell
I was happy till I thought about my niggas locked in jail
Droppin' money on they books like they go to Yale
Order shit one time now I just got it on the shelf
It was god I never say I got it by myself
Look ice buffs wet ass hell come try to snatch em off me
On stage my shit dancing like the jabbawockeez
Ten racks all twenties pants saggin′ off me
Plus I'm in the club wit four fifths like a alcoholic
Hell naw I′m cool was gone hit but her neck was salty
Now she walking down the street like Ms. Sally Walker
You the type to cuff this bitch boy you that retarded
I might just throw her a number if her neck retarded
Bitch watch yo tone when you in a rack wit bosses
When I rap these niggas treat it like a pastor talkin
Yeah they take notes (yeah)
I can't take a shit without the draco (yeah)
Niggas tried to slide like we straight hoes (yeah)
Another homicide another haloo
My sister know I never say "No"
This the shit we prayed for (yeah)
Ay it's a snake in yo circle he can′t wait to wack you for me
Heart cold the heater and this Louie jacket on me
Shit changed I can′t leave without a weapon on me
Gotta keep that big bitch with me like Shrek and Donkey
Ran it up on my ex my life like acrimony
Counted fifty while my bitch was cussin' out her bad ass puppy
I can hear that chicken talkin′ like I'm Eddie Murphy
Make me chase you with that cannon like the camera man on Maury nigga
Some of my niggas miss when I was that lil dirty nigga
Reminiscing that′s when I ain't have no worries nigga
Killed em off the first shots still put like thirty in em
Spent ten on a fit still ain′t gone post a picture
First I was the goat now it's my son cause he early wit it
He was born rich I was pushin' thirty nigga
My dawg never turned on me now he turnt my nigga
I got bored and swiped the homeless nigga churches chicken
I got bored and texted yo bitch she think she special now
Doing frauds on coins I think I′m leprechaun
Lame ass, weak ass nigga cap in every line
She said I heard you was a dog but you a dog, dog
Why cause all yo friends cute N I want all y′all
Hit a elementary school teacher made her call off
Still had kids in her face tho cough cough
See a opp and put a hole in one golf ball
Ian givin' no passes like a ball hog
I don′t want no new friends nigga all soft
Keep tryin' to hang wit us we gone rob all y′all niggas
Yeah Ay
Smoke a fat ass wood to my accomplishments
Niggas turn up everyday ain't accomplish shit
I don′t know why yhu celebrating yo life ain't lit
Niggas ain't coppin′ shit ain′t droppin' shit
Niggas ain′t stoppin' shit can′t stop this shit
Waited my whole life for this
I been praying my whole life for this
Send em to the restroom like he gotta piss




Cash Kidd - Marc My Words
Album Marc My Words
date of release
06-12-2019




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