Skyscrapers Cashinova (Ft. Prof)

(Chorus)

Now i’m stacking my paper (paper)
Yeah Higher than a skyscraper (scraper)
Why would I give a fuck about a hater? (paper)
Yeah I’m higher than a skyscraper (scraper)

I came up broke, ya dig?
Now I’m getting my doe, ya dig?
Might fuck on that hoe, ya dig?
Yea I ain’t know hoe, ya dig? (woah, woah)
(x2)


(Verse 1 - Cashinova)

Yeah yeah you know I keep it a hundred (wow)
I fell in love with the money (wow)
I remember having nothing (I didn’t)
Now I can do what I wanna (I do)
High off marijuana (hey)
Flow hotter than a sauna (hey)
Travis Barker with the drums (drums)
You know how I’m coming (woah, woah)
I’ve been through hell and back but ain’t no stopping here
All the things I’ve seen along the way made me who I am
I’d never stress a hater, what my money got to do with them?
You know I was born to get it, I am not one of them
Got it out that mud now I get it in
You be at the club not getting in
I be standing out fuck fitting in
My sauce stay on infinity (yea)
Signed a deal, baby what a year (hey)
Thank God, I ain’t one of them (wow)
Flow colder than the polar (woah)
Saint Paul, Minnesota