Fresh Moss - CRKDLR lyrics

Crack Dealer Neako (Chorus) Some people think that I'm a CRKDLR I get dough like a CRKDLR I get ho's like a CRKDLR I rock clothes like a CRKDLR I'm getting money n***a But I ain't a CRKDLR I be on the go Getting money on the road Paper chasing getting b**hes Man that's all a n***a know Ohhhh! Now you just keep it on the low Ain't nobody gotta know We syrup sippin' drinking slow Fresh Moss (Verse 1) Skinny Fresco is the name The hottest in the game I be balling like Dwayne Wade From the heat I'm paid Yeah a n***a got it made I said got it made I went and got my b**h a maid My rollie look ace of spades I be floating through my city Like a motherf**in cloud Spilt the dutch and break it down I be blowin hella loud Well respected in my town n***as try to jack my style But it nothing to a boss Fresco known to hold it down Ugh, yeah... I've done more then em all I explore business ventures Not stores in the mall Ask around ask around Who taught em to ball? It was I tell no lies They learned from me all Ugh Listen baby I'm nothing like a crack dealer I'm just rap n***a Who is that n***a And for you frauds It's a wrap n***a Nothing left to say The real is back n***a Neako (Chorus) Some people think that I'm a CRKDLR I get dough like a CRKDLR I get ho's like a CRKDLR I rock clothes like a CRKDLR I'm getting money n***a But I ain't a CRKDLR I be on the go Getting money on the road Paper chasing getting b**hes Man that's all a n***a know Ohhhh! Now you just keep it on the low Ain't nobody gotta know We syrup sippin' drinking slow Fresh Moss (Verse 2) Crack dealer nah I'm a rap dealer From the land of cap peelers Adapted and stacked scrilla They could hate me all they want My n***as to subtract n***as Plus the fact that I'm in intact Put pressure on wack n***as Ugh, yeah... Rolexes and gold chains Weed all different strains Ya Goddess giving me brain The hottest only remain And I'm one of em' A fraud, snake or fake nah I never been one of em' Yeah I'm getting money They think that I sell d** Well I do sell substance Completely a different buzz It inspires the listener Such a lucrative drug Labels don't even know Wtf to do with the plug Ugh LVLYSL I excel In the art of rap You call me Fresh She call me fly as hell I promise I'm the truth I succeeded where the liars failed Rap is like the trap My flow that work I bring in clientele Ugh... Neako (Chorus) Some people think that I'm a CRKDLR I get dough like a CRKDLR I get ho's like a CRKDLR I rock clothes like a CRKDLR I'm getting money n***a But I ain't a CRKDLR I be on the go Getting money on the road Paper chasing getting b**hes Man that's all a n***a know Ohhhh! Now you just keep it on the low Ain't nobody gotta know We syrup sippin' drinking slow