Casey Veggies, RJmrLA - Cullinan lyrics

[Casey Veggies, RJmrLA - Cullinan lyrics]

(Radioaktive)
I'm no longer the, you know what I'm sayin'
Man I used to be on some new shit, yeah

Came from the bottom, now I'm chosen
I don't want them diamonds, they ain't frozen
Yeah, been knew that since a young nigga
I done growed up
I done cashed that check, I done glowed up
Baby run that back, what you want?
I can run that sack up alone
Young nigga gettin' money with the old niggas
I can never wife up no gold digger

My Cullinan that truck, brand new Rolls
Nigga get money but I'll never sell my soul
From the 90's but I got
Game from the dope dealers
Taught me how to keep my
Bank account on swole, nigga
When it's just me in them
Trenches I can't fold
Catch a body, I can never tell a soul, nigga
To this lifestyle we was young
We got exposed to it
Yeah, my mom and my pops raised a go-getter
Yeah, my life like the scene fresh off Belly
It be murder all around me, free Melly
Break it clean, I ain't never had no celly
But, I'm gettin' calls from the jail
What they gon' tell me? Aw man

Came from the bottom, now I'm chosen
I don't want them diamonds, they ain't frozen
Yeah, been knew that since a young
Nigga I done growed up
Yeah, I done cashed that check
I done glowed up
Came from the bottom, now I'm chosen
I don't want them diamonds, they ain't frozen
Yeah, been knew that since a young
Nigga I done growed up
Yeah, I done cashed that check
I done glowed up
Baby run that back, what you want?
I can run that sack up alone
Young nigga gettin' money with the old niggas
Yeah, I can never wife up no gold digger

Have a baby buy me baby and be a millionaire
Pullin' pistols out the drawer
Like it's silverware
Put a whistle on a blower, this shit military
My white boy pull up dunk
Call him Brad Berry
Leave it to your friends to expose you
Gotta keep your enemies the closest
Shit can go bad off emojis
Imagine what they'd do for a Rollie
Payback a bitch
Bitch I'm I still watch my back
(Payback a bitch
Bitch I'm I still watch my back)
I need a butler like Geoffrey
That new one be strapped
(That new one be strapped)
Wife a ho, you hustling backwards
Life is more than what you can capture
Push a Cullinan around the Atlas
Still show my face up in the ad-libs
Lord knows I came so far

Came from the bottom, now I'm chosen
I don't want them diamonds, they ain't frozen
Yeah, been knew since a young
Nigga I done growed up
Yeah, I done cashed that check
I done glowed up
Baby run that back, what you want?
I can run that sack up alone
Young nigga gettin' money with the old niggas
Yeah, I can never wife up no gold digger
This song was dedicated, you know
To all the real ones we lost too soon
You know what I'm sayin'
Young nigga just tryna shine, you feel me
Go get it
Niggas always hatin', know what I'm sayin'
We gotta overcome that shit
You know what I'm sayin'
That's the battle, that shit

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