Mackned, Eddy Baker - Rap Check lyrics

And i'm just rapping in the re-up aye
And i'm so close I
Just can't let up i never served
Black or the clear aye
I seen at least 100k this year
(yeah) momma think i'm
Wrapping selling gifts, i'm
Tryna keep it humble with my peers
Lookin through the peephole this
Money got me anxious
GBC that's word to Peep aye
Jugging got me famous people
Come and people go, seen
So many changes white, yellow, rose gold
Rockin racer braces i'm
Selling out these shows, i'm
Tryna move a ticket
Your set was Silence Of The
Lambs it's like im
Hearing crickets big valley with
The Tech Fleece, had ya baby momma
On a jet ski, I flew your baby momma out to
LA, first stop ATM she cashing out Lil Dre
Have you ever seen a brick
Tucked in the Hyundai? My
Lil brother out in New York on the runway i
Got oxy, xanny, molly, on the airplane
The newspaper like my appearance
Even named me
Kobe cause i've been dreaming bout
A rap check
Yea aye i've been dreaming bout a
Rap check, i've been dreaming
Bout a rap check
I've been dreaming bout a rap check

I've been dreaming bout a rap check, woke up
With a hundred Xannies and a Percocet
Yea I was dreaming bout that label track
Woke up with a script of Adderall to no
Address, aye, cause i've been dreaming
Bout a rap check
Woke up with a safe box and a 4
5th, i've been dreaming bout a rap check
Woke up with a couple thousand and a Rolex

I had a dream one day
This will pay the bills
That's why I feel like MLK on hella pills, i
Know i'm finna get that stupid
Mansion in the hills
GBC that's word to Wicca juggin made me ill
I can tell by
How you sleeping that you never
Killed we got structure
In the house I swear I never quit
American boy i'm a
Living myth, multi tasking re-rocking and
I sell the shit, got
A thousand for a show and I bought a zip
Move around on
A bitch call it round trip, west Seattle
In the city know i'm the goat
West Seattle till start looking old
They caught me in a slump and I was slipping
I hit the cookies with my
Dog we started jigging, you a bird now
That's how they got to brickin
Fuck the prison system aye free my niggas now
They charging in with choppas and all the
Extra rounds
Young nigga hit accounts and treat it like a
Thottie, young nigga hit accounts and
Yea i'm pulling out, and yea i'm pulling out

I've been dreaming bout a rap check

Been scheming since I was trapping, had them
Scales, pistols, pounds, up in my matress
Fucking model hoes
Used to smash a fat bitch, but I dumped
Her ass when I got my rap check
Catch me in the crowd fucking up
The mosh pit hood nigga but I always keep a
Posh bitch five figure young
Nigga, all profit, black Range Rover
Yea I had to cop it, still kick it with
Them hitters that would knock
Shit street goth bitch
But, you know that I i've been
Dreaming bout a rap check