Fly Union - Cashing In lyrics

[Verse 1: Iyeball] Sewing up my wounds Sutra for my pain All these motherf**a's keep telling me sh** that I know is so mundane I know pain and I know gain I know money, I know insane I know bang bang, damn how you do it Half an ounce, or a pint of fluid Get it, how you get it If I'm in here when it started I'll be right here when it's finished b**h My bucket list is on a post-it Three words: getting' mo' chips Hula Hoop how this dough flip Ain't another n***a that's cold as me Ain't a god damn way to get mo' from three Got a hundred tracks just for sh**tin' on Forty whips and they all gone Liquidating my a**ets Vegan shorty got a** left No matter how small her waist get Bet she keep sh** in her basement I'm movin' in just to take a sh** When I leave try and replace me I'm doin' math on my down time It's adding up for the fourth time My homeboy doin' fed time That's no shine We compoundin' the interests With a lil work and these gifts b**h I'm makin' payroll with no accountant So count us in We in rocket, we out chea', yeah [Hook] I got these diamonds all from my heir This gold all in my wrist I all these girls all in my ear, yeah This the life that we live I got these diamonds all from my heir Got this gold around my neck I got these girls all in my ear What will this life afford me next? Checks We cashin' 'em in, it's The Greater Than Club It's The Greater Than Club, and we cashin' in Checks We cashin' 'em in, it's The Greater Than Club It's The Greater Than Club, and we cashin' in [Verse 2: Jay Swifa] I told these n***as watch they tone In a minute we'll be on Seein' all these palm trees and it got me in the zone Doin' it so you know, uh Sky high no oxygen Trying win, trying not to sin Take you where you never been Always living greater than What you 'bout, you ain't 'bout sh** Yeah this is my lifestyle You know it's us when the cameras out, uh Funny, yeah you n***as funny I tell 'em like Jerry Jones always ask for the money, money Uh, but for you it's game over Plottin' with my team, rolling in the Range Rover Never know where I'ma take it We stay eating, never naked Motivation everyday, I tell my n***as we gone make it [Hook] [Verse 3: Jerreau] Don't question why, we ain't signed yet Ask your local promoter, why he ain't book us yet I get paper back when they book us Bookmark my name, n***a read up Newest car, latest features f** outta my lane or n***a speed up You gone need more people to beat us We gone need more money to please us No I don't mean to be facetious But the price is going up for these features I need a personal a**istant And a personal Jesus What's God to a non-believer? How you turn atheist to believers Keep practicing what you preaching And living what you teaching I been having nightmares about these dreams I been having trouble sleeping But all my n***as stay hungry, but all my n***as been eating Three meals a day, and everyday is the motherf**in' weekend n***a I bet you love this sh**, I loathe this sh** (I do) I need a loaf, toast of bread And burn it all on my n***as A thousand ways we can get it You ain't even a percentage All my n***as is winning n***a, what the f** n***a