Kid Ink, Casey Veggies - Before The Checks lyrics
[Kid Ink, Casey Veggies - Before The Checks lyrics]
Aw yeah
Way before the checks it was cash and all
The same bitch you lovin' I was passin' on
You don't really know about my past when I
Ain't really know how to keep it rational
Full tank nigga you ain't gotta gas me up
They be trippin' I just roll a
Blunt and ash shit off
You don't really know about my past when I
Ain't really know how to keep it rational
Yeah, yeah i can really give a fuck less
I know she throwin' pussy
But I told her I get enough sex
Money coming in I could
Never get enough checks
Wake up to the dough everyday
Just like it's breakfast
Check it off my checklist
Girl no cuffin or no extra's
Baby I just make it work out
I ain't with the flexin'
Finish with my school day so don't
You try to test me
Girl that ass super fat like
You straight from Texas
Kid Ink and Young Veggies might
Just fuck your main bitch
Just sent her back to ya I
Ain't tryna smash the same chick
Pinky ring blinging
'bout to get the custom chain hit
I'm a fly nigga
Yeah the type she wanna hang with
Way before the checks it was cash and all
The same bitch you lovin' I was passin' on
You don't really know about my past when I
Ain't really know how to keep it rational
Full tank nigga you ain't gotta gas me up
They be trippin' I just roll a
Blunt and ash shit off
You don't really know about my past when I
Ain't really know how to keep it rational
My first memories was 6 years old
1514 Orange Grove Apartment with the roaches
By the time that I was 5
Daddy was locked and gone
And the only thing he taught me "Feds
Is always on the phone listening"
13 when I started slippin' up at school
15 smokin', drinkin', fuckin'
Gettin' tattoos
That's the road to follow when
It ain't no role models
Young hardhead niggas with a
Hard pill to swallow
I been at this shit for weeks
Bangin' on this in MPC
Turn my closet to a booth
Nike boxes on the speaker
You know what I'm representing every
Time you hear me speaking
LA been my city since I mixed
That ramen with the seasoning
Way before the checks it was cash and all
The same bitch you lovin' I was passin' on
You don't really know about my past when I
Ain't really know how to keep it rational
Full tank nigga you ain't gotta gas me up
They be trippin' I just roll a
Blunt and ash shit off
You don't really know about my past when I
Ain't really know how to keep it rational
Aw yeah aw yeah
Aw yeah aw yeah-eah
Aw yeah aw yeah
Aw yeah aw yeah-eah
Aw yeah
You don't really know about my past when I
You don't really know about aw
You don't really know about my past you know
You don't really know about the past when we
Did shit that you wouldn't believe
Way before the checks it was cash and all
The same bitch you lovin' I was passin' on
You don't really know about my past when I
Ain't really know how to keep it rational
Full tank nigga you ain't gotta gas me up
They be trippin' I just roll a
Blunt and ash shit off
You don't really know about my past when I
Ain't really know how to keep it rational
Yeah, yeah i can really give a fuck less
I know she throwin' pussy
But I told her I get enough sex
Money coming in I could
Never get enough checks
Wake up to the dough everyday
Just like it's breakfast
Check it off my checklist
Girl no cuffin or no extra's
Baby I just make it work out
I ain't with the flexin'
Finish with my school day so don't
You try to test me
Girl that ass super fat like
You straight from Texas
Kid Ink and Young Veggies might
Just fuck your main bitch
Just sent her back to ya I
Ain't tryna smash the same chick
Pinky ring blinging
'bout to get the custom chain hit
I'm a fly nigga
Yeah the type she wanna hang with
Way before the checks it was cash and all
The same bitch you lovin' I was passin' on
You don't really know about my past when I
Ain't really know how to keep it rational
Full tank nigga you ain't gotta gas me up
They be trippin' I just roll a
Blunt and ash shit off
You don't really know about my past when I
Ain't really know how to keep it rational
My first memories was 6 years old
1514 Orange Grove Apartment with the roaches
By the time that I was 5
Daddy was locked and gone
And the only thing he taught me "Feds
Is always on the phone listening"
13 when I started slippin' up at school
15 smokin', drinkin', fuckin'
Gettin' tattoos
That's the road to follow when
It ain't no role models
Young hardhead niggas with a
Hard pill to swallow
I been at this shit for weeks
Bangin' on this in MPC
Turn my closet to a booth
Nike boxes on the speaker
You know what I'm representing every
Time you hear me speaking
LA been my city since I mixed
That ramen with the seasoning
Way before the checks it was cash and all
The same bitch you lovin' I was passin' on
You don't really know about my past when I
Ain't really know how to keep it rational
Full tank nigga you ain't gotta gas me up
They be trippin' I just roll a
Blunt and ash shit off
You don't really know about my past when I
Ain't really know how to keep it rational
Aw yeah aw yeah
Aw yeah aw yeah-eah
Aw yeah aw yeah
Aw yeah aw yeah-eah
Aw yeah
You don't really know about my past when I
You don't really know about aw
You don't really know about my past you know
You don't really know about the past when we
Did shit that you wouldn't believe