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"Cashin In"
["Cold Corner 2" Mixtape Version]

Nigga, ain't nothin' but the toast for freeeee (for freeee!)
I'm back in the mix' where I'm s'posed to beee! (s'posed to beee!)
Now I'm a make you notice meee! (notice meee!)
It's time to bring the cash in! (cash in!) [echoes]

Their humble life wasn't chose for meee (chose for meee!)
I got so much more money to seeee, (money to seeee!)
And I don't need you over meee! (over meee!)
We pull 'em then we pass 'em! (we pass 'em!) [echoes]

We pull 'em then we pass 'em! (we pass 'em!) [echoes]
We pull 'em then we pass 'em! (we pass 'em!) [echoes]
We pull 'em then we pass 'em! (we pass 'em!) [echoes]
We pull 'em then we pass 'em! (we pass 'em!) [echoes]

[Verse 1:]
Ugh! - It's complicated, I'm hated, - badly underrated! (ugh!)
Drunk, faded, frustrated. - Grab another payment;
Take my life, - play it X-rated, - e'ry fuckin' day with (ugh!)
Somethin' thick thighs my favorite, heart hard as the pavement. (uhh!)
Do not spar with amazement! - Pop bottles an' I spray it,
I'm top line entertainment. - Dot-com for the flamers! (of course!)
I count this money they drain 'em. - Hot blonde in my aim,
Can't no women alive contain him! (nah!) - It's not part of my game;
I remain! (remaaiin!) - You think he I'll, I'm the same! (the saaame!)
Crack cocaine, that won't change, hall of fame when I say: "Fuck it! " (fuck it!)
They in your pocket, you puppet! - Fuckin' up is not in the budget! (uh-uh!)
Flow is discovered. - Me on the other hand rugged, (rugged!)
Gold by the nugget. - Shinin' but they still see a nigga; (so?)
I give a fuck, tho! - Smokin' my weed and drinkin' liquor (uhh!)
Knowin' my luck go! - Tell my genie, she need to see me! (see me!)
They own me somethin'! - Fuck 'em all in graffiti! (graffiti!)



[Verse 2:]
Ugh, ugh! - A foot race race to the title, nigga I'll smoke your idol! (uh!)
Try me is suicuidle; dirty's how I do my rival. (uh!)
And you can get it too, courtesy just for movin' spiteful; (uh!)
Clashin' is critical 'mergency, let the burner bite you! (uh!)
Ya boy impeccable; certainly out the winner circle! (uh!)
Show me respect, or it's curtins, learnin' in my dinner's purple. (uh!)
Bentleys, - Benzes - formin' a line with no rehersel; (uh!)
Drugs, - syringes; - never clean up to go commercial! (whooo!)
And bury all you beef today or regret it tomor'. (tomor'!)
Throw like 100 G's away, bulletproofin' the car! (car!)
And I'm a make it either way, bitch I shoot for the stars! (uh!)
Feel like I'm trapped in a yard. - Missin' stupid with bars! (YEAH!)
Alien back in charge, givin' the studio scars;
Jam-packed in garage. - I'm the coolest by far! (by far!)
Hard to pinpoint what I'm doin', to human I'm strange! (I'm strange!)
Fuck 'em all! I dust through 'em, just cruisin' in lanes! (crusin' in lane!)



[6 seconds instrumental]


[Beat fades-out]

[Thanks to Big TaMá$ for these lyrics]

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