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DSO - The Cheque Lyrics



DSO - The Cheque Lyrics
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Give me the cheque
Run me the, run me the cheque, yeah yeah
Give me the bread
Run me the, run me the bread, yeah yeah
Give me the cheque
Run me the, run me the cheque, yeah yeah
Give me the bread
Run me the, run me the bread, yeah yeah
Run me the bread
Run me everything that I couldn't give
Run me this shit
I'm tryna buss to some comments today
Run me the game
I came to win, I did not come to play
Sauce me the plate
I came to eat, I ain't come for a date
Do not relate
Don't want to win, you are not family
Messin' with me
See my boys come up to chop in your heads
Run me that, yeah
Tryna die lit but you ain't Carti, yeah
F*ck with the feds
F*ck with the way that you turning your heads
I don't like looks, I got you shook
I'm not with my boys but you know I'm not stressed
I talk my shit, I want my stuff
Might be fugazi, I'm actin so tough
Might call my bluff, it ain't enough
I see my head up, I'm a cut of thug
You rockin' with us and I'm showing you love
Just run me my bread and it's daps and it's hugs
Give me the cheque
Run me the, run me the cheque, yeah yeah
Give me the bread
Run me the, run me the bread, yeah yeah
Give me the cheque
Run me the, run me the cheque, yeah yeah
Give me the bread
Sorry bitches, I been on a roll
All those times ago
When I ain't had the mind to get the dough
Now I'm spending all my nights at home
Workin' on my shit to get me grown
Call that exponential growth
I don't want a slice, I want the loaf
I don't want to f*ck your girl, she gross
I made a buck, yeah
All of you sus, yeah
Callin' Harmony up, tell him what's up, yeah
Love, yeah
Family moves, damn
More than a crew now
Holdin' the booth down
Y'all like the new sound?
I ripped the headphones out
Gonna get this record on the road
All those times ago
That I ain't get to skip it like a stone
I ain't never get to show my own
Remember spending all those nights alone
Practicing my flow
Now I'm gonna keep you on your toes
How you like the show?
Profit off of that
Popping on a rap
Pop and lock it for me, baby bring it back
Same-day shipping, yeah, I told ya need it stat
Same-day sippin' and I'm smokin' me a stack
They ain't listen and I know this doe
They say they different but I know this, hoe
Same day livin' that I lived before
Except next one comin' and I'm not as broke
Give me the cheque
I'm just gonna go and collect
Finna respect
Salute me like I'm a vet, yeah yeah
See me, I'm grown, ay
Your girl give me dome, ay
She asking for more, ay
Right to the floor, ay
I don't like looks, I got you shook
You hating before, best take another look
Matter of fact, read a really big book
Fill your head up with ridiculous hooks, yeah
Reel 'em in, I cash that
Food for thought, better bless that
Call out the play, finna run it back
Someone's talking to me
I hear it all in my sleep
I wear my heart on my sleeve
I'm feeling it up in my dreams
Living my life lucidly
Living my life as the lead
Do what I want comfortably
The cheque's all that I see
The cheque's all that I see
The cheque's all that I see
I get the bag then I leave
I get the bag then I leave
I get it all with my team
I get it all with my team
The cheque's all that I see
The cheque's all that I see
Give me the cheque
Run me the, run me the cheque, yeah yeah
Give me the bread
Run me the, run me the bread, yeah yeah
Give me the cheque
Run me the, run me the cheque, yeah yeah
Give me the bread
Run me the, run me the bread, yeah yeah
The cheque's all that I see
The cheque's all that I see
I get the bag then I leave
I get the bag then I leave
I get it all with my team
I get it all with my team
The cheque's all that I see
The cheque's all that I see
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Give me the cheque
Run me the, run me the cheque, yeah yeah
Give me the bread
Run me the, run me the bread, yeah yeah
Give me the cheque
Run me the, run me the cheque, yeah yeah
Give me the bread
Run me the, run me the bread, yeah yeah
Run me the bread
Run me everything that I couldn't give
Run me this shit
I'm tryna buss to some comments today
Run me the game
I came to win, I did not come to play
Sauce me the plate
I came to eat, I ain't come for a date
Do not relate
Don't want to win, you are not family
Messin' with me
See my boys come up to chop in your heads
Run me that, yeah
Tryna die lit but you ain't Carti, yeah
F*ck with the feds
F*ck with the way that you turning your heads
I don't like looks, I got you shook
I'm not with my boys but you know I'm not stressed
I talk my shit, I want my stuff
Might be fugazi, I'm actin so tough
Might call my bluff, it ain't enough
I see my head up, I'm a cut of thug
You rockin' with us and I'm showing you love
Just run me my bread and it's daps and it's hugs
Give me the cheque
Run me the, run me the cheque, yeah yeah
Give me the bread
Run me the, run me the bread, yeah yeah
Give me the cheque
Run me the, run me the cheque, yeah yeah
Give me the bread
Sorry bitches, I been on a roll
All those times ago
When I ain't had the mind to get the dough
Now I'm spending all my nights at home
Workin' on my shit to get me grown
Call that exponential growth
I don't want a slice, I want the loaf
I don't want to f*ck your girl, she gross
I made a buck, yeah
All of you sus, yeah
Callin' Harmony up, tell him what's up, yeah
Love, yeah
Family moves, damn
More than a crew now
Holdin' the booth down
Y'all like the new sound?
I ripped the headphones out
Gonna get this record on the road
All those times ago
That I ain't get to skip it like a stone
I ain't never get to show my own
Remember spending all those nights alone
Practicing my flow
Now I'm gonna keep you on your toes
How you like the show?
Profit off of that
Popping on a rap
Pop and lock it for me, baby bring it back
Same-day shipping, yeah, I told ya need it stat
Same-day sippin' and I'm smokin' me a stack
They ain't listen and I know this doe
They say they different but I know this, hoe
Same day livin' that I lived before
Except next one comin' and I'm not as broke
Give me the cheque
I'm just gonna go and collect
Finna respect
Salute me like I'm a vet, yeah yeah
See me, I'm grown, ay
Your girl give me dome, ay
She asking for more, ay
Right to the floor, ay
I don't like looks, I got you shook
You hating before, best take another look
Matter of fact, read a really big book
Fill your head up with ridiculous hooks, yeah
Reel 'em in, I cash that
Food for thought, better bless that
Call out the play, finna run it back
Someone's talking to me
I hear it all in my sleep
I wear my heart on my sleeve
I'm feeling it up in my dreams
Living my life lucidly
Living my life as the lead
Do what I want comfortably
The cheque's all that I see
The cheque's all that I see
The cheque's all that I see
I get the bag then I leave
I get the bag then I leave
I get it all with my team
I get it all with my team
The cheque's all that I see
The cheque's all that I see
Give me the cheque
Run me the, run me the cheque, yeah yeah
Give me the bread
Run me the, run me the bread, yeah yeah
Give me the cheque
Run me the, run me the cheque, yeah yeah
Give me the bread
Run me the, run me the bread, yeah yeah
The cheque's all that I see
The cheque's all that I see
I get the bag then I leave
I get the bag then I leave
I get it all with my team
I get it all with my team
The cheque's all that I see
The cheque's all that I see
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Writer: Harmony Adesola, Romine Charles, Ryan Sponagle
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Performed By: DSO
Language: English
Length: 3:52
Written by: Harmony Adesola, Romine Charles, Ryan Sponagle

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