CEO Trayle - Charge It 2 Da Game lyrics

CEO shit, fuck nigga uh, for sure, uh
Happy Halloween 2 ayy

When the lights low and nobody lookin'
You can always smell me
In that kitchen cookin', Ayy
Hope that ho don't tell on
Me, no central bookings, ayy, Ayy
I got that money smell on me
These bitches lookin'
I can make my car start with a key
Double push it
Ayy, when I'm in that foreign car
And my 'Wood stuffed with kushy
Ayy, I'm always in these banks
But it's not 'cause of Philip
Ayy, they say these niggas coming for me
I don't see no contenders
See me, bitch, me, I'm eating steak
Get my lil' boy some tenders
Ayy, tell these niggas to think smart
You better not go against 'em
Ayy, and when y'all left me, nigga
I lost my whole support system
Ayy, I come off the top with all this shit
That's just that poet in him
If we ever find out you disloyal
We gon' go and get 'em
'Member I ain't have no coat
For a few winters, I just wore denim
Mama really did the best that she could
I was runnin' 'round the hood
Thuggin', I was goin' on every
Single lick that sounded good (Yeah)
I can tell you my whole story
Still won't feel my pain
Ayy, why am I here
My brothers ain't? Shit drive me insane
Ayy, why couldn't my daddy do it? Why
I got to break the chain?
Ayy, so I just pop another 30
Charge it to the game
Ayy, it was some cold nights by
Myself out in the rain
Ayy, I lost some friends to this shit
Now shit won't be the same
Tellin' mama, "God ain't answerin'
Mama" she tellin' me keep prayin'
I just want the money out this shit
I really don't need the fame
Why is it so hard for me
To trust? Just 'cause people change
Remember I was embarrassed to ride the
Bus 'cause I needed change
You know all this shit I did for us
Now you actin' lame then when I get money
They gon' swear that I been actin' strange
Mone, can you tell Carlos I should've
Went to that Packers game?
Kurly, can you tell Lil Rexk
That my granddaddy passed away?
And why the fuck everybody keep leavin' me?
That shit be sad to say
Ayy, if one of my brothers leave again
I'm goin' too to catch a fade
Look, you should see his face, you
Should see his face, uh, Uh
I'm always first place
We don't need the race ayy, ayy
Don't you forget that we need the safe
Get my kids some J's, uh
Get my bitch a lace
Tell Plug no need to worry
He gon' beat the case
Ayy, a couple bitches that didn't want me
Now they need a taste
Ayy, used to give flowers to a bitch
So she need a vase but she clowned on me and
She left a nigga anyway