Kamp - MWYMA Lyrics

Check, put your money where your mouth at
Talk, talk shit, they ain't really 'bout that
I ain't never seen a day I was down bad
Made an album, turned it to a city soundtrack
Check, put your money where your mouth at
Talk, talk shit, they ain't really 'bout that
I ain't never seen a day I was down bad
Made an album, turned it to a city soundtrack
Yo
Put your money where your mouth is
Keep the circle tight, don't give a f*ck 'bout what nobody says
Like he said, she said
But we ain't even listening
They try to ride our wave, we can't get rid of 'em
Some conversation starters, man we came up from the bottom
We turn heads, if we pull up then they talk 'bout us
This ain't bout you, this 'bout trust
They want a piece of the pot
We send 'em home, you ain't nothing but an afterthought
Yeah, hold up
Ain't move like this just to stay broke
I ain't fronting no peso, so get yo bitch off my payroll
Bloody stains on the halo
I been pouring up with my angels
Catch us next year, playing Staples
6 zero appraisal, it's like what
Check the kid, yeah he the one
All my bitches come in 2's
I can give you what you want
But only if you want a noose
Really out here in the mud
Check the dirt up on my shoes
All these nonames want a cut, I slice 'em up like Doctor Fu
What's a prodigy to a rap prophet like, huh
Issa lot of G's, make a quick deposit like, huh
What's a prodigy to a rap prophet like, huh
Issa lot of G's, make a quick deposit like, huh
Check, put your money where your mouth at
Talk, talk shit, they ain't really 'bout that
I ain't never seen a day I was down bad
Made an album, turned it to a city soundtrack
Check, put your money where your mouth at
Talk, talk shit, they ain't really 'bout that
I ain't never seen a day I was down bad
Made an album, turned it to a city soundtrack
Turn your career into bygones
Got 'em sleeping with the lights on
Under the pillow's a python
My god, young Cog an icon
Bad bitches in the back of the whip
Bad business, you know that's what it is
If I see you talking, I won't ask you again
And here I thought these rappers actually penned, yeah
It's the new school nuisance from the South
Rep the city in the booth, we hold it down
Keep ya girl on a noose when I'm around, yeah yeah
It's the motherf*cking shot caller
Neck cold, got me shaking like a shock collar
Won't stop 'til I'm banking that top dollar
All you boys will ever be is some glock fodder, yeah yeah
I'm the middleman
Dump the duffel off, do what I can
I don't cash the check
Just let it pile up, yeah where I stand
Never rocked a chain
Keeping all your gold up in that can
Know the seasons changing
When I see the color of my bands
Gotta build the set
Let me be the keeper of the funds
How you say you run the brand
Know the vault be filled with ones
Say that I'm your world
You know that I've been living on the sun
Nothing matters, keep the chatter down until the lotto comes
Yeah
Who them lil boys up on the rise, yeah woah
When we drop, you know it cause a crisis, oh
Yeah, I heard your new shit, but I ain't like it, no
I can't give you no connect, I ain't Verizon, woah
Who them lil boys up on the rise, yeah woah
When we drop, you know it cause a crisis, oh
Yeah, I heard your new shit, but I ain't like it, no
I can't give you no connect, I ain't Verizon, woah
Check, put your money where your mouth at
Talk, talk shit, they ain't really 'bout that
I ain't never seen a day I was down bad
Made an album, turned it to a city soundtrack
Check, put your money where your mouth at
Talk, talk shit, they ain't really 'bout that
I ain't never seen a day I was down bad
Made an album, turned it to a city soundtrack