CEO lyrics

by

Lloyd


[Chorus: Nipsey Hussle]
Look I'm a All Money In CEO
Which means that fly money is the life I chose
And they say I think I'm the sh*t
But I don't think I know
Cause ain't nobody gave us nuthin we just got our own

[Verse 1: Nipsey Hussle]
Look, hussle
We standin' on the couches poppin' bottles smokin' weed
f*ckin' b*tches lovin' life makin' money count cheese
Flow state Cuban links more cake you would think
It's our birthday b*tches thirsty but we never let 'em drink
First class leather seats blue Gucci's on my feet
Or either Chuck Taylor's get money f*ck haters
What's up to Chuck Taylor my n*gga Compton Menace
AR BlackWall forever ya'll my n*ggas
Lax fifty cities wuts next volume thrizzy
Then December twenty second south central state of mizzy
I bet a hundred thousand that I f*ck up the city
The king of L.A. is young Nipsey
And if I'm not I'm so hot I feel I got that right
A n*gga slept him that day and he got shot that night
Choices to consequences if I chip him it's life
So getback for me is like... f*ckin his wife
Imagine that to transition from Slauson to my position got a deal went to jail my bro wus fresh up out of prison
And n*ggas looked like I f*ck off wut I was givin
But the truth is I'm not used to this new way I make my livin
And since I can't rewind back to dime sacks and shoot outs and cadillacs a young n*gga gotta rap
And goin through it I still knew that I was that, n*gga plus the walls on my condo need a plaque
[Chorus: Nipsey Hussle]
Look I'm a all money in CEO
Which means that fly money is the life I chose

[Verse 2: Yung Brodee]
I'm a fly money all money in individual
Pullin racks out for a little bit of visual
Independent money but they swear we some criminals
CEO a couple mills is wut 'm gettin to
And I'm all ways workin deals in the livin room
Cannin dirty money still I think we need a bigger room
And when they see me they say quick wut do that n*gga do
Bu they can tell that I'm all about some revenue
Spend quick never sit like residue
Or I can show these n*ggas wut my good credit do
700 or higher u can't clone that
Heard u on a record label already owns that
Something bout Brodee I ain't never gave a loan back
Never had to pay that
Get that money ASAP
Had a big dream like pushin up in a Maybach
On my J Brown sh*t yea the 'Big Payback'
Dirty money were I'm from never should u trase that
And we coppin property u losin we replace that

[Verse 3: Kid Cali]
And I'm on
Friendinesh put that on the sinernet
All money in I'm droppin after Nip ain't that some sh*t
They can't believe it's not butter
The n*gga in the mix like apple pucker
Fresh off the movie set, phil in her hooters next
Wut the f*ck did u expect
n*gga we the best like f*ck the rest
I whip a b*tch I hit the switch I'm the sh*t yea I admit I'm a dog I'm a ass I last
That n*gga bust fast he trash
I'm gone n them upper rooms
Dodgin all them dummy dudes
Duckin all them sucker n*ggas
Gotta get tougher n*gga
I try to tell u lil mama I ain't that other n*gga
Wait hold up them n*ggas got me f*cked up
Talkin bout I lucked
Up really wut the f*ck is up
Back on that bullsh*t gettin my Mr. Hanky on
Duck duck deuce n*gga
Who the f*ck is u n*gga
Flyer than a sum b*tch I run sh*t
Naw I ain't the CEO but I be in them videos
F*ckin all them groupie hoes
Oh n*gga do be told
Wings spread watch em shed n*gga yeaarly
n*gga grizzly like the bear be wearly
n*gga spend money like a b*tch breath air
U know the feelin when u on weell I'm their welcome to all money in grab a chair
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