Lyrics Cheers - Jayway Sosa

Lately I aint hearing them
I send her in with the checks and they clearing them
Only one god i aint fearing them
Pulling up whips look like fast and the furious
Baguettes got her wet now she watching my interviews
Nasty lil Bh say Period
Period Im counting racks on my interlude
On My Neck thats a new chandelier
Chasing these M's I'm serious
Drop top no roof I'm steering
She go both ways she curious
Pain I endured No Curing
They sending out shots they put him way way way up
Gone Pray for his spirit
Only facing the man in the mirror
Toasting up codeine like cheers
Yea i been automatic automatic just kick it in gear
Whole lotta bodies dropping and closed caskets
Aint dropping no tears

Yeah i look up to mama i told Her to pray for me know its a Blessing the fact that im here
I ever get jammed up i know They wont wait on me these Bhes go Fng on all of Your peers
2 Times for the opps cause when It was one time it was feds on us
And they put that boy under but Its still Fk em
I guess he dead wrong
Riding round sd throwing Rocks at the pin he still keep the Lead on him
Knocked the boy right out his Frame guess
He didnt get the Picture he didnt have his head on
Conversations with the mney Hear it talking to me
It go Phhhhdddd beep
I came out the streets im planting Seeds to turn a leaf
Got 2 freaks at the double tree i Put them on a x*n a piece

Lately I aint hearing them
I send her in with the checks and they clearing them
Only one god i aint fearing them
Pulling up whips look like fast and the furious
Baguettes got her wet now she watching my interviews
Nasty lil Bh say Period
Period Im counting racks on my interlude
On My Neck thats a new chandelier
Chasing these M's I'm serious
Drop top no roof I'm steering
She go both ways she curious
Pain I endured No Curing
They sending out shots they put him way way way up
Gone Pray for his spirit
Only facing the man in the mirror
Toasting up codeine like cheers
Yea i been automatic automatic just kick it in gear
Whole lotta bodies dropping and closed caskets
Aint dropping no tears

Yeah i look up to god i know he made a way for me
We finally made it we finally here
Still keep a shooter know he bound to lay on you
We gone pop out with pressure its kill or be killed
2 Shot at his top know they draw the outline and its red-rum
I got commas on commas i swear it was ugly when i was dead broke
Sipping on act we aint closing no curtains plug say all the red gone
Knocked that boy right off the map no gps they gone visit his headstone

Lately I aint hearing them
I send her in with the checks and they clearing them
Only one god i aint fearing them
Pulling up whips look like fast and the furious
Baguettes got her wet now she watching my interviews
Nasty lil Bh say Period
Period Im counting racks on my interlude
On My Neck thats a new chandelier
Chasing these M's I'm serious
Drop top no roof I'm steering
She go both ways she curious
Pain I endured No Curing
They sending out shots they put him way way way up
Gone Pray for his spirit
Only facing the man in the mirror
Toasting up codeine like cheers