CEO Trayle - Making $ Is Me lyrics

(Ayy, you right, man, making money is me)

I high speed, APD yet again, know I got away
(Got away) you know what they say, live
To drive another day, Uh
(Skrrt, skrrt)
You know how we play, armored cars
We clutch K's (Ayy)
What gun you gon' wear today? Uh
I grew up this way (Blaow)
I can't trust nobody
Get my son for Mothers Day (On Mothers Day)
Ayy, know I had to make a
Great escape the other day (Ayy)
Had to jump my own back fence, nigga (Ayy)
Said we ranned out of Snowman
So we started smokin' Pluto (On Pluto)
With these bitches, you know how
It go, first I go, You go
(You go) you know Big C4 say he the boss
But he not Hugo (Hugo)
Told my bitch to stay exclusive
But I need like two hoes (Like two hoes)
Nigga, you know how it go (How it go)
I was trappin' at that
Texaco on Washington Road
(On Washington Road)
Set the block on fire, I got a Glock
They got a switch on that (Grrt, baow)
Big Boss C4, he the taker
He not gettin' that back
(Gettin' that back) ayy, say he know me
You don't really know me
You know I spinned this shit a couple times
(Ayy)
Just because I ain't been active in a minute
(Minute)
This nigga think I'm finished (Ayy)
How you rappin' on a song
And niggas think you dissin'? (Oh, how?)
But I ain't beefin' with no niggas
That I'm sendin' on these missions
It's a witness on that scene
Then I'm schemin' on that witness
(I'm schemin')
Fifty P's, I'm on my fitness (P's)
Ayy, in the streets, it ain't no difference
I'm a real street nigga
Don't need no gimmicks (Gimmicks)
And everything I do, they mimic (They mimic)
I know these fuck niggas don't like us
(They don't like us)
They say that mimicking is flattering
So bite me (So bite me)
I got a striker, I see police
Then I'm striking (Then I'm striking)
Ayy, I'm Master P up on
Camp Creek, high speed, No license
(Ain't no license)
Smokin' deep, my coffin be a ghost
I'm poltergeisting (I'm poltergeisting)
This an Audemars, no Breitling (A Breitling)
I was stealin' cars
You was in the house on Skype (On Skype)
Ayy, bitch, I ain't no flodge
See a bad bitch, Then I might dick
(I might) ayy, a nigga lookin' at me too
Crazy, now I up pipe, Bitch
(Up pipe) ayy, know it may sound crazy
But I ain't never fucked no white bitch
(Never) take care of my block, gave
Two hundred to the Heights, Bitch
(Two hundred)
Ayy, make sure I got Percs 'fore I
Pop outside on my light shit (My light)
Ayy, know she wanna fuck, she
Steady starin' at my ice, Bitch
(My ice) all these bad bitches be in
My hair just like lice, Bitch
(Like lice) remember I was broke, remember I
Ain't have no lights, Bitch
(No lights) ayy, ran off on the plug with
Twenty bags, use no pipe, Bitch
(Up twenty) i was smokin' Pooh Bear, my
AP in traffic bright, Bitch
Ayy, a bitch had thought that I was
Tryna fuck, you ain't my type, Bitch
(Ain't my fuckin' type, bitch)
Ayy, her friend say, "You Big Boss
C4" I told her, "That's right, Bitch"
(I said, "That's right, bitch")
Ayy, her friend say, "Where you finna
Go?" I say, "On a flight, Bitch"
(I say, "On a flight, bitch")
Ayy, and you should know that these shoes
Prada, I don't wear no Mikes, Bitch
(Prada Papi, white bitch)
And then you know I Fendi'd
My collar, it's only right, Ayy
(It's only right)
I can't put no bitch up with
Paper, no, that ain't right, Ayy
(Nah, I ain't doin' that)
And I be with the killers and
Takers, know it's on sight, Ayy
(Know they on sight)
I had to give a blick to
My neighbors, say join the fight, Ayy
(Say join the fight)
Amiri on my jeans, I'm a skater
They on that tight shit
(They on that tight shit)

(Money Makin' Miles)
Ayy, Big Boss C4, nigga yeah
Ayy you know what?
Makin' money is me, man