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Artiste:
Caskey
Titre:
Jet Lag
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Hop off I'm in California Jet lag School drop out I still pull up in a S-class Got no time to celebrate the last win By the time the check clears We already moved on to the next bag 200 on the dash Yeah I'm on they ass Exotic cars out the dealership and all in cash If they came up overnight then they falling fast Bitches in the back seat we call it hauling ass Count up some more money make me meditate Headlining shows feel like I'm a heavyweight Parties at the hotel Left they had to renovate Thought we making pizza all this dough we had to generate Start an LLC and cut the family in We got family ties Really came out of this life they tried to glamorize I turned 30 they still selling 30s tryna thrive I washed away that dirty money had to sanitize Sacrifice my own life for something more that I designed If I said we wasn't richer now then id be lying It ain't a Richard but this water on me alkaline And my bitch look like she modeling for Calvin Klein Jet lag School drop out I still pull up in a s-class Got no time to celebrate the last win By the time the check clears We already moved on to the next bag 200 on the dash Yeah I'm on they ass Exotic cars out the dealership and all in cash If they came up overnight then they falling fast Bitches in the back seat we call it hauling ass I got sober stopped the pills Did withdraws and got the chills Then put down the weed and drank I'm still hooked on dollar bills Independent record sales We still do alot of deals Count up all the lean I drank Homie that's alot of seals Broke the mold and showed em different ways to get it Last car a rolls First car was a Honda Civic If I drove that shit you drive then id be livid Dawg you barely getting by That ain't what we calling livin I got no limits Cop the escalade and put the poles in it That bank account ain't got no commas or no OS in it Homie that ain't gas cause you gotta put your nose in it The watch stuck in time homie Cause we frozen it Jet lag School drop out I still pull up in a s-class Got no time to celebrate the last win By the time the check clears We already moved on to the next bag 200 on the dash Yeah I'm on they ass Exotic cars out the dealership and all in cash If they came up overnight then they falling fast Bitches in the back seat we call it hauling ass