Caskey - Meant to Be lyrics
[Caskey - Meant to Be lyrics]
Balling like I got myself a genie
It's hard work but it look easy
They far away but Lord I know they see me
They see me coming, seen the style
Seen how I done it they seen the game
How it changed and how I run it
Seen me coming, seen the check
Seen the money
Seen the tens, seen the fifties
Seen the hunnids
Off of shows
No more whipping at the stove top
How can I spread blessings
To the whole block?
I seen a homeless man, he had on no socks
I bought him shoes
He sold 'em for like four rocks
People gonna hate you when you roll out
You can't let that shit fuck with you
Roll out
You getting money? You might know about it
The key is not to make a show about it
I call up them killers, they get sent for me
I know it's gon' happen if it's meant to be
Baby signed me
I was in there wishing, I was grindin'
Opportunity when preparation meet the timin'
Now I got it coming
Everything is in alignment
Yeah, you getting money? You
Might know about it
The key is not to make a show about it
Get to whippin', you at the stove about it
Gotta figure out how to go about it
You gettin' money? You might know about it
You gettin' money? You might know about it
This year, I lost my lover but I found myself
Pull up to the rap show, high as hell
Ain't a damn thing I gotta tell
Know the difference between your
Fam and your clientele
Pull up smoking weed at the function
When I was a teen, it was dumb shit
But everyday can't be some crumb shit
I guess that just ain't the way I function
Swerve through the city
They gon' show me love
We tell the girls show they
Titties 'cause we only thugs
I swear my life is way too good
I cannot hold a grudge
I got the baddest bitch, she with me
She don't fuck wit scrubs
That's because they seen me
Coming, seen the check, seen how I done it
Seen the game
How it changed and how I run it
They seen me coming, seen the check
Seen the money
Seen the tens, seen the fifties
Seen the hunnids
Its off of shows
It ain't from whipping at the stove top
They been tryin' to stop me, they got no shot
One of my homies run the whole block
Til the police shot him, hit him, four shots
'Cause people hate you when you roll out
You can't let that shit fuck with you
Roll out
You getting money? You might know about it
You getting money? You might know about it