Текст песни Kush & New Money - Rob

We in this bitch now
Yeah

You couldn't stop us

Stepped in smellin' like kush and new money
It ain't shit that these niggas can take from me
Costly shit they ever did
They ain't wanna take care of us kids
Look at the grinders over here
Look at the grinders over here
Look at the grinders over here
Somebody had to be on biz'

Don't worry what I'm projected
Just know I expect nothin' less than
Fuck whatever's expected
I'm not the type to ever go with their suggestions
Since adolescence, they felt my essence
My presence was made aware of in seconds
They spell my name out like a gang they reppin'
My city got me feelin' like a loaded weapon
Where's your section?
Bees, trees, the whole fuckin' town
All I hear is the kush, haters don't make a sound
You know, get it how you live it, it ain't no other way to hold it down
Had to be the man because I never had a Pops around
Hell, I rememember when they used to call me Arthur
Not knowin' I was the author
Builder and arker
TEC from my set to get a check
From the visions we thought of
We alter our whole lives 'til we was all up
Now my circle forms a crown
And our table look like Arca's
My nigga, fuck what you thought of

Stepped in smellin' like kush and new money
It ain't shit that these niggas can take from me
Costly shit they ever did
They ain't wanna take care of us kids
Look at the grinders over here
Look at the grinders over here
Look at the grinders over here
Somebody had to be on biz'

All these checks in the mail, got publishers clearin' house
All this gas in the air, S.W.A.T tryna clear us out
They knew before we stepped in
The owner like "They about to clean us out"
Stepped out the scene, bitch lookin' like wet towels
I'm just too constant to fuck with certain' vowels
Like "Y-O-U", don't that shit sound whack?
If you supposed to be familiar, I ain't see you in a while
Oh, you gravity? Constantly tryna hold a nigga down
Chip on my shoulder weighin' like a boulder
Now all these tag-alongs, we won't shoulder y'all
But show to y'all why the rise of my demise
Was played and reversed to y'all
Vertical, that's the way that the stock rise
Stock piled, we always ready on this side
Closed eyes? I be grindin' and never sleeping
You smell the blood sweat and tears, go 'head, let the breeze in
Let's see then, they salty over my season
For reasons unknown, these men turn to expose ho's like she-men
Semen, I'ma drip my DNA into the game before I leave it

Stepped in smellin' like kush and new money
It ain't shit that these niggas can take from me
Costly shit they ever did
They ain't wanna take care of us kids
Look at the grinders over here
Look at the grinders over here
Look at the grinders over here
Somebody had to be on biz'