Cassidy - Save The Children lyrics

[Cassidy - Save The Children lyrics]

I been a rider since my stroller years
I stay with 4 drums, 2 guns
And the ones that’s in both my ears
You talkin’ money, then I’m open ears
My price for coke is fair
It’s white like the outfit the Pope will wear
I place a order, it’ll get chauffeured here
My plugs send a lot of
Weight of white up north, like a polar bear
I wear the dopest gear
My jewelry is ultra clear
You know I wear Sub-Zero
Ayo it’s cold in here
Yo, I ain’t gotta go over
There to torture ‘em
That thing sting more than a Scorpion
"Get over here"
I’m on with metal like jacks
This black toaster here bang some
But like Shang Tsung
It’ll take a soul in here
Ayo, I need some new gold to wear
So don’t be shocked when I’m
Raidin’ your spot Akh, you supposed to share
Yo, don’t try to play no role in
Here ‘cause I’ll unload in here
My forearm strong, like Goro was here
You tryna make sure the coast is clear
My shooters clear it out and make sure
They ghosts before them folks appear
I’m in the Ghost knockin’ ghosts in here
SP, the SD so loud it
Could hurt a smoker ears
I’m so prepared, I’m packin’
I take it out the box
And then fire the SIG if
I gotta smoke a square
I be thinkin’ some evil thoughts sometime
I’ll squeeze and poke you more times
Than squeeze huggin’ a porcupine bARS!

I come from where some niggas get chicken
Some niggas starvin’
So when I come to visit
Pullin’ up in the foreign
They be mad like, "Dag
I’m ‘bout to start spittin’ bars then"
They play wit’ Rockets, got big beards
And get that Harden
I carry choppers in the same case
You put a guitar in
‘Cause I got bands but not the kind
That you play the guitar in
This chick drop dead
Gorgeous in the Drophead
My fans into crack rock heads
Is how I got bread
Anyone could get shot dead blockhead
I never been knocked out or
Shot so I’m not scared (facts)
Yeah, I buy cars just to buy the shit
I stay on the road
I barely even get to drive the shit
Got so many clothes
Never get a chance to wear the shit
If you ain’t talkin’ money
I ain’t tryna hear the shit
I got a watch they won’t allow
Me in the movie theaters wit’
A chain that give me back pain
Every time I wear the shit
I bought a coupe before I put
The dough on the crib
I wasn’t homeless but ain’t have
A roof over my head
It’s over, you dead, I’ll do you greasy
My bars wavy, it’s a doobie
That went over ya head
Somebody dial a medic, my flow sick
Whole style infected
Been cocky since a fuckin’ kid
But wasn’t child molested
I’m wild connected
The ratchet have you pushin’ up daisies
Your casket had the
Flowers doin’ calisthenics
I made mistakes but not apologetic
Brace yourselves, i doubt this metal in ya
Mouth leave ya smile corrected
If you wanna get violent whenever
I’ll shoot and make you do
The Mannequin Challenge forever
I’m so smart, hothead wit’ a cold heart
You scared to look in the bul’s eyes
(bullseyes) , stop tryna throw darts nigga!
Hahhh, chicka chicka, ahh (God…)
(Bars) The Crook & The Thief
Yeah, I remember when Cassidy
Was battlin’ everybody
He beat everybody (Goddamn)
Yeah, the game was under… the
Game was under severe pressure
(Apply Pressure)
(Philly stand up) Like blood pressure
My blood pressure is buildin’
Yeah, I’m a Hustla too (Ask about me)
I’m cookin’ in the kitchen but my
Kid in the living room too (Whooh)
Yeah, The Crook & The Thief
The Crook & The Thief
Yeah, chllin’ in the jungle all you
See is the lion’s teeth
(Ughh, Philly stand up)
Or blood on the paws or would
I say blood on the leaf
Yeah, I made it to success
Some haters they just disbelieve!
(Can’t believe it, can’t believe it)
The Crook & The Thief

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