Caskey

Caskey - Alec Baldwin lyrics

rate me

Hook:

Things done change with the biggest moss

Moz on time in my city dog

They ain’t f*cking with me at all

I’m getting’ rich and die tryin’ man fifties in the ..

Kind of, kind of strange, everybody callin’

Because I’m making chain and I don’t know what to call it

They say if you ain’t I, here I’m ballin’

But then he ain’t just another white boy, Alec Baldwin.

Yeah, sayin’ on the best out

But he just blowin’ money with the chest out

But he ain’t just another white boy, Alec Baldwin

Sayin’ on the best out

If you ain’t out here ballin’

But he ain’t just another white boy.

Now the money is just a concept

So blowin it like it’s imaginary mean this rather scary

I went through like thirty racks in just a month

I ain’t tryin’ to stunt, that’s my boss job

.. fifty cal we the blunts

I come to eat ‘em up, appetite for the after life

Spend more money I’ma fall that’s the sacrifice

My apartment complex …

so I got that coffin’ cash money then bought me better life,

I’m better writing, whole crew and enlighting

You just old news I’m pro tools Myke Tyson

What a bike license, many rappers they ain’t shit to me

Swear I don’t need nothing they aim or their history

visually I’m most sacadelic, acquire ..

all this rappers quite hellish, I think they jealous

she is telling me relish in the fruits so your label

but always share your fruits with your neighbor

they hit on me ‘cause..

Hook:

Things done change with the biggest moss

Moz on time in my city dog

They ain’t f*cking with me at all

I’m getting’ rich and die tryin’ man fifties in the ..

Kind of, kind of strange, everybody callin’

Because I’m making chain and I don’t know what to call it

They say if you ain’t I, here I’m ballin’

But then he ain’t just another white boy, Alec Baldwin.

Yeah, sayin’ on the best out

But he just blowin’ money with the chest out

But he ain’t just another white boy, Alec Baldwin

Sayin’ on the best out

If you ain’t out here ballin’

But he ain’t just another white boy.

The guy ain’t .. this rappers will only rappin’ ‘bout money

But I ain’t knocking omida, I guess we all just one hundred

With hundreds you know I’m just playin’ in my position

They say I come to entertain with intuition

I’m inter for .. she ain’t got to have a .. bottom

But she got to have an onion booty with a hundred problems

You know, overseat I got my 99

Women always more complex than my define with

Me, I had a homie go tell me, take over the city

I told em what you mean,

You say you know like 2 pot, I say give me two shots

Plus the L, boy they ain’t no biggie,

I’m always skinny, friend ties I’m with my grands pot

I leave you like I stand in the air pollin’

Ain’t no deny my criteria, I swear you jump a hundred

Niggas taste in m city nobody hearin’ yeah you little bitch

[Hook:]

Hundred degree, 50,000 flights

I ain’t sure of who he is, or white little wayne

The crooger slang I shift dears and my dog of plane

And forget the more skin and pain without Chris Lane

Y’all baby blue diamonds ‘cause the baby cares

Mack around and diamonds dancing I’m Mariah Carey

The red buryin’ I fly lowin’ never .. my clare in

So my first hundred grant on that Panamara

.. for 20 dub kay, in Los Vegas

I would take a nap but there’s Los Vegas

I’m movin’ 50 pack like they Cary Collins

I’m pushin’ 30 racks like they ALEC Baldwin

Get this song at:  amazon.com  sheetmusicplus.com

Share your thoughts

0 Comments found