Street Album Caskey
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[Intro]
Yeah, I love hearing myself in headphones, fuck everybody
This what I do every day: smoke weed, shit on you fuck boys
Get money, fuck my bitch, every single day (Black sheep)
Yeah, uh
[Hook]
Fuck a mixtape, this a street album
Don't know what the problem is? We the problem
Yeah, don't start this shit and it won't be problems
Yeah, I don't see these haters, only see the commas
[Verse 1]
Yeah, fuck a mixtape, pussy, this a street album
Every time they hate on me, I get to counting thousands
Labels calling Birdman up like, "How the fuck you found him?"
Bank deposit, wire transfer money got me drownin'
Too many hoes to count, I just might fuck a bitch at random
Snatch yo' bitch inside her ride but I don't need a ransom
Do you think that shit was luck or do you think he planned 'em?
Either way, he came long way from just being Brandon
Even back then I knew what I'd turn to, word to me in middle school
Did same thing now just cool, got a courtyard for a living room
Rappers wanna come and play with me
But I don't got no ego problem, I could be myself
That's the reason I'ma see the wealth
The only person that you need yourself
Yeah, I love hearing myself in headphones, fuck everybody
This what I do every day: smoke weed, shit on you fuck boys
Get money, fuck my bitch, every single day (Black sheep)
Yeah, uh
[Hook]
Fuck a mixtape, this a street album
Don't know what the problem is? We the problem
Yeah, don't start this shit and it won't be problems
Yeah, I don't see these haters, only see the commas
[Verse 1]
Yeah, fuck a mixtape, pussy, this a street album
Every time they hate on me, I get to counting thousands
Labels calling Birdman up like, "How the fuck you found him?"
Bank deposit, wire transfer money got me drownin'
Too many hoes to count, I just might fuck a bitch at random
Snatch yo' bitch inside her ride but I don't need a ransom
Do you think that shit was luck or do you think he planned 'em?
Either way, he came long way from just being Brandon
Even back then I knew what I'd turn to, word to me in middle school
Did same thing now just cool, got a courtyard for a living room
Rappers wanna come and play with me
But I don't got no ego problem, I could be myself
That's the reason I'ma see the wealth
The only person that you need yourself
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