Check To Blow

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(Think the dude with the dreads did this beat)
Yea

[Verse]

I got a check to blow, bless your soul, I got ex hoes
Run a play, up the k to lead a nigga block this not Tetris tho
Dont say the word step out your mouth, who you steppin on?
Keep a Rolex on my wrist, keep a weapon on
Not a cop tho, you posted on the gram but thats not a lot bro (yea)
Icing out my bitch, still won't tie the knot, nope
I know i do a lot but i never lie tho
Yea
I am who i say i am
Keep a drum line, you know face got a lot of bands
Supreme white tee, white lows, and some Prada pants
Rap wasn't promising for me, so i got an N
Had to hold my own back against the wall, had to get it in all
Grab a camera, come see how im living, say im living wrong
Ask around, we done did it all, got me feeling old
Play with me, we gone lay him down, send a nigga home
All this cash, making niggas envy, what these niggas on
What i got, you could never get it, you could see the clothes
Im confused, how you poppin shit, when you really broke
Riding F's, F's on my hip, I got Fendi on
Raise a call, you could get it quick, Im like Jimmy John
Devil doors on my fuckin quit, backyard got a pond
Made mistakes, made it clear for you, still ain't see the signs
You dont plan on turning up, i dont want you round
At the top, it get lonely bro, started from the ground
Thanking mine for a rainy day, gotta hold me down
Nigga burpin say he sippin good, ion even wanna lie
Facetime talkin to the plug, Sonny on my line
Designer jewels, got designer on, Carti on my eyes
Shorty with me, she must fell from heaven, i get high as God
Police got me, started asking questions my name [?]
Niggas corny pulling games to get me staples [?]