Correction Paroles Dat Check par Project Youngin

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All my hustlers, man
DJ Swift on the track
All my niggas gettin' that money, man
All the drug dealers, you niggas drug users
Ayy, Lil Tray, I got you, lil' bruh
It's Project Youngin, man
Can't tell me nothin', man, oh
Yeah, this Project Swift
It's the Youngin, ho
Ayy shout out French and Gee, man
But this ain't "Oh, I Need a Lick"
Lil' Project Youngin, man
Can't tell me nothin', man

It been a long time coming, had to get some money
'Cause these niggas or these hoes won't give me nothin'
Grinding hard, got a whole lot of big blue hundreds
Tell that ho to bend it over, bust it open, stop that running, hey, hey
And I got now, f*ck who next, 'cause bitch, I grinded for that check
Nigga run up on me, he gon' die about that check
100K 'round my neck, bullets flyin' 'bout that check
Just bought a brand new Glock and got that Scorpio on deck, yeah, no flex

My first time turning on that stove, in that kitchen water whippin'
I done lost a couple grams, my cousin laughin' like, "You trippin'"
Ain't had time for too many losses, grown man business
Now this lil' rich nigga came from nothin', whole city with me
I had to swag on they ass
I ran it up, I got that bag on they ass
f*ck niggas hatin', boy, you know I got 'em mad
For them times I ain't had shit, I show my ass
Said I wouldn't make it, now I laugh, ayy
I went from bustin' down bricks to bustin' down a Rollie
Thirty thousand on my wrist, all this ice like I'm a goalie
Two hundred thousand up in jewelry with no deal, bitch, them trophies
Say you gon' do what to who? You gotta show me

This for my hustlin' ass women and my gettin' money niggas
They do whatever for that check and they gon' take care of they lil' one
They 'bout that paper, no frontin', anything for that money
Can't nobody tell you nothin' 'cause ain't nobody gave you nothin'
I remember nights I couldn't even remember nights
'Cause I ain't get no sleep and wasn't eatin'
On the green just like a vegan
Now it's colored money like I'm playin' monopoly
I grinded for this shit, bitch, and ain't nobody stoppin' me
I was turnin' down p*ssy for that money
Speed patrol tryna clock me
Now I'm quick to tell a bitch to keep her p*ssy, I want that head, sloppy
But I'll kill it from the back, stop that runnin'
I grinded for this check, grind it for this money

Ayy, it's lil' Project Youngin, man
Can't tell me nothin', man
I really grinded for that check, man
This for my hustlers, man
All my niggas gettin' that money, man
All the drug dealers, you niggas drug users
Free Chauncey, bitch

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