Lyrics Cash - Love-Sadkid, Dahm, Gould

Cash

I don’t wanna fan, wanna fam
Tryna get bans with the bang gotta plan
Of attack and a lack and a man draw line in the sand like
Iraq and Iran take a roofie planet (planet).
Understand?
(yeah)
Gotta branch out, grab my hand, last dance
Gotta take that one more chance if I wanna be
A star, gotta go like van like vroom, sedan
Young man, Young man everything I do on brand
Everybody following the kid with the iced-down neck cuz
They know its a chain of command, too sharp don’t glance;
God damn
Hope that you’re feeling the vibe
Everybody moving to side to side and I don’t
Got a wave, now I got a tide, I mean you’re so high
Alright, alright, alright
Dazed and Confused all night
When the moon gets so bright, why the stars all gotta align, huh?
When you go, alright
Oh that’s right, hi
I wanna be in your life
I wanna take you to places that you
Never been and take pictures at one at a time
I wanna teach you to fly and not come down
Tryna find truth in life to find love now, What now?
I don’t wanna wait till they come round
Doing this all for future sex love sounds
Me and love-sadKiD the new N-sync
We don’t got planned shit, it’s all in sync
See no got them the beat go god damn and
I’m the young man we keep that sensei amazing
Right, can’t quit it
Everybody wanna fade me but I’m chillin'
I don’t got nothing against time, I don’t kill it, spin it
Tryna make a second with a million billion, raise me the sun
Tryna make a mic turn to a whole building
Tryna get bills and still be real but
Above all else, I want you to feel it, really
Cash, cash money, babe, that’s just all I’m worried about
You know what I got to do, you know what I’m doing, getting
Cash, cash money, babe, clock is always running late
You two used to do the maneuver and now it’s runnin' late
Cash, cash money bags, that’s just all I dream about
Music is the avenue, you just who the songs about
Cash, cash money, babe, got to go, it’s running late
On the grind like all the time, feel free to come and join me babe
Got me feeling like a king with a crown now
New crew, same kid with the crown now
I check what im doing with a spy cam
Ain’t nobody know the hustle that they found out
Afro man he’s kinda tan
A ladies man, he makes his beats with pots and pans
Man i’m a fan of that young man with a
Grin on his face and his mic in his hands
Like me and dahm san, sensei your view thing
Take a step back boo, you a fruitcake
Who knew you back when it was cold out
Ice age baby talking awkwardly broke now
Somehow all you say is darou now
Who knew outta pocket dropping would
Never make you take a second and stop (Okay)
Singing (right)
Cash, cash money, babe, that’s just all I’m worried about
You know what I got to do, you know what I’m doing, getting
Cash, cash money babe, clock is always running late
You two used to do the maneuver and now it’s running late
Cash, cash money bags, all I dream about
Music is the avenue, you just who the songs about
Cash, cash money, babe, got to go, it’s running late
On the grind like all the time, come and join me babe
Wow.
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