Cashtastic - Alarm Clock lyrics

rate me

I’m on my way

I’m on my way

I’m getting money

Let them boy hate

I’m on my way

I’m on my way

I’m getting money

Let them boy hate

They can’t state the reason why they hate me

They’re just prejudice

More money more problems

Fam I’m gonna need a therapist

Funny how we prey to God

While tryna get hella rich

Never went to college but don’t judge me I’m intelligent

RrrrrrrrTatttttt

That’s the sound of that mac

My n***** really live that life

That I can’t talk about in my track

Tryna get out but they are in a trap

They got a little this and got a little that

Them boy just gas anytime they rap

I know for a fact they don’t clap no straps

I don’t fuck with fuck boys I don’t fuck with fuck boys

Talking like they’re money up

When deep down they’re pocket bruk boys

Talking like its all love

But I know they do hate

Had to drop a couple friends out cause it hurts me when they’re two faced

Grew up in the street but made it through my n****

Real recognise real who are you my n****

I’ll take the piss outta the whole click that you’re in

Claiming you’re the shit if your the shit then I’m the sewer n****

I can have your girl screaming out

If you don’t believe in anything

Dawg you better believe in that

Side n***** all move sideways

Really I don’t mind hate

Cause they don’t know what I’ve got coming

Expectation blind date

I’m on my way

I’m on my way

I’m getting money

Let them boy hate

I’m on my way

I’m on my way

I’m getting money

Let them boy hate

I’m a six foot black boy

Clean skin no tatts

I know couple road man that got work but they pay no tax

Self employed I pay mine

I don’t rush I take time

I Coulda been in pen and I’m the only reason I ain’t signed

RrrrrrrrTattaTattt

That’s the sound of that ting

I got a couple dawgs in the bing

And they’re holding down on that wing

No I ain’t perfect but I know God willing

I will be forgiven for all of my sins

And I ensure you that I’m loyal

I put my all in in all that I’m bringin

I don’t fuck with fuck boys

Grew up with them rough boys

Had school in the morning

But them straps were making nuff noise

Nuff noise Rrrrrrrr

Sirens ring off everywhere

R.I.P. somebody round here that area

N**** I’m from Peckham where reality is scarier than nightmares

And nobody don’t fight fair

You can lose your life here

Young n**** got that strap on them or they riding round with that knife there

Look how far that I’ve come

Look at all the shit I’ve done

Videos on TV radio playing my songs

Side n**** all move side ways

Really I don’t mind hate

Cause they don’t know what I’ve got coming

Expectation blind date

I’m on my way

I’m on my way

I’m getting money

Let them boy hate