Chills lyrics

by

Jeezy


(Intro)
Ohhhh
Cardo got wiiings
Hooooohhh
Ta ra ra ta ra ra
Yeahhhh
Hooooohhh
(Verse 1)
Payroll payroll
That’s my motherf*cking name
In the club 10 deep
That’s at least 20 chains
Everybody eating we gon show that off
But you the only one shinning
You a hoe ass boss
I know some n*ggas with bag
That ain’t real at all
I know some 100 cats with no skrill at all
I been doing what Im doing with no deal involved
Tryna get the gated crib
With a mill in the wall
I am from the city where motherf*ckers kill you for crumbs
Or kill you for funds
I am the controller of this slums
I just chill
And grind and maintain my wealth and just fall back
Because most cats gon hang they selves
I just sold brown dope green trees white coke
I laugh in their face when I got question by the folks
You the type to burn your bridges because you f*cked the plug
So blame the man in the mirror when you broke as f*ck
(Chorus)
My music give the hustlers Goosebumps
Get on the ground
Ride the buckets
Pull the coupe up
You know my sh*t get a real n*gga chills
Even though time change
You look by a code still
I said music in the hustlers Goosebumps
Get on the ground
Ride the buckets
Pull the coupe up
You know my sh*t get a real b*tch chills
Don’t let em know
n*gga baby get that skrill
(Verse 2)
Real b*tches like that’s ma sh*t
They ain’t f*cking with you talk that sh*t
The old Gs like floss that whip
I watch your since kid gon floss your wrist
A young n*gga told me I got his money right
Helped him stack 10
When he pop me in
And he like I only f*ck with yall
Others n*ggas copying
Not really since you in the street
I know its not pretend
This sh*t I talk broke n*gga can’t comprehend
Spot money in my pocket
It all 5 or 10s
Im selling old stinking behind my shinning wind
Took a L and it was back to selling dimes again damn
But the struggle made me go hard
So when I balled again
I had to spend a little more smarter
You want that watch but get that chips glue
Stacking money, copping ????
It feel like buying gym shoe
(Chorus)
My music in the hustlers Goosebumps
Get on the ground
Ride the buckets
Pull the coupe up
You know my sh*t get a real n*gga chills
Even though time change
You look by a code still
I said music in the hustlers Goosebumps
Get on the ground
Ride the buckets
Pull the coupe up
You know my sh*t get a real b*tch chills
Don’t let em know
n*gga baby get that skrill
Getting money
Getting money b*tch
Getting money to this
Getting money to this
Motherf*cker
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