Lyrics Hit - Kenny Mason

"I goddamn make folks goddamn you feel me?
Sign up for that shit, you feel me?"
"So who the plug?"
"My partner, bro"
"So what do you do? You the middleman, right?"
"Nah, I like tell 'em to goddamn"
"Are you the middleman?"
"Yeah"
"Ok"

Hitting the west end, quicker than Tekken
With an investment, I want that bag
Kinda like check-in
Finna keep texting the plug like "check in"
I want that cash
Hit him up desperately
I definitely had nothing to eat
My pride don't really mean nothing to me
Nigga, fuck what you think
I'ma juug everything I can
And I might get a dog, no cap
And I might get my dawg a strap
And a Mike Vick pic autographed
And a mic to get off these raps
Think that money be changing my mood and shit
I be thinkin' 'bout what I'ma do with it
I be having them dreams about getting it
I be having nightmares about losing it

I be up in the air like I'm Superman
She the swoop, I'm not swooping in
No, I'm not judging, you do what you do
And then do again what you was doing then
Hit me back up when you through with it
Fuck, man, this shit ain't go through again
This shit was posed' to go through at ten
Bro

Oh shit, bro, we just hit
Oh shit, bro, we just hit
Oh shit, bro, we just hit
Oh shit, bro, we just hit

Oh shit, bro, we just hit
Oh shit, bro, we just hit
Oh shit, bro, we just hit
Oh shit

And it look like a few bands
What the fuck?
I ain't never had cash
Now I'm up
Having this shit on smash
That's what's up
Having this shit on smash
That's what's up
(Free)

"You already got an account?"
"Yeah"
"Nah, you gotta goddamn open that shit like"
"I already got a account"
"Oh, for real?"

And I can't believe this shit really real
I was jus' fucked up off of Dill
Now I'm walking with the sack, bro, for real
And I used to have to scrape for a meal
Anything a nigga ate, had to steal
Niggas goin' from an L to an M

Running up a check
Running numbers up, a hundred band
Coming in again really wanna get another hit
Doubling the licks
Double hits up and dub a nigga clique
Double dutch, yeah, we jump a nigga quit jumping in it
Jumbalaya with the kick, lions in the den (free)
I got 'em buying into it
I know that it look like I jus' hit a lick

"So how much you get paid?"
"I get, I get goddamn half of what he get, you feel me?"
"What he be gettin'?"
"Like six"
"Six-hundred?"
"Yeah, nah, six bands"
"Six bands?"
"Yeah"
"How much, you made three bands before?"
"Yeah"

Oh shit, bro, we just hit
Oh shit, bro, we just hit
Oh shit, bro, we just hit
Oh shit, bro, we just hit

Oh shit, bro, we just hit
Oh shit, bro, we just hit
Oh shit, bro, we just hit
Oh shit

And it look like a few bands
What the fuck?
I ain't never had cash
Now I'm up
Having this shit on smash
That's what's up
Having this shit on smash
That's what's up

"What you buy?"
"Goddamn, I just be splurging on shit, bro"