Che - PUBLIC HOUSING Lyrics

Once you get your name up, heard they tryna claim us
I can't even blame em, I ain't never cared
Couple situations, couple of mistakes made
I still think about some
I can see it clearly yeah
I wonder if they hear me, I wonder if I'm loud enough
Ice on me it's crushed up yeah, I can put it all in my cup
Liqour got me f*cked up, f*cked up yeah
Drinking got me f*cked up, smoking got me f*cked up
Loving you got me f*cked up yeah
Stressing got me f*cked up, losing had me f*cked up
F*cking you got me f*cked up yeah
Drinking got me f*cked up, smoking got me f*cked up
They all think I'm f*cked up yeah
Shit, I'm probably f*cked up yeah, I'm probably f*cked up
Ah ah

I can stash the Zaza in my denim, yeah
I can treat my jeweler like my dentist, yeah
She don't like her face, I bought her Fenty yeah
She gon' suck my dick just cause she friendly, yeah
Way too many niggas at the party, I'm getting out of that hoe
I just left a mark upon her neck, now she gon' call me fasho
All I need is money and respect, couple hundred thousand
I was f*cking bitches getting cash inside of public housing

Don't give a f*ck about none of these niggas shit, I put the city on fire
I put my kids on her back cause she know that I carry the city on mine
I see they hide in the dark and shit
Know that they don't wanna see me shine
Money calling on the phone
Prrt Prrt Prrt, I cannot decline yeah
Came to take what's mine huh
Held my head up sitting in the corner
Always knew that I'd be fine yeah
Treat the bag like a bad hoe, that's something I can get behind
You ain't never been on the block
You was just peeking through the blinds, huh
Just peeking through the blinds yeah

Money, money don't stop, money don't ooh
Money win every time, money don't lose
Sad week probably need a couple tattoos
Night time, shit I'm locked in with the moon
Never doubted, had a couple doubters
Told them"f*ck they mamas"
Ain't no drama, never went to college
Still I'm up the mountain, thank God
I was looking lost inside my tank top
F*cking up a check, It got the pretty bitches check me out ooh

I can stash the Zaza in my denim, yeah
I can treat my jeweler like my dentist, yeah
She don't like her face, I bought her Fenty yeah
She gon' suck my dick just cause she friendly, yeah
Way too many niggas at the party, I'm getting out of that hoe
I just left a mark upon her neck, now she gon' call me fasho
All I need is money and respect, couple hundred thousand
I was f*cking bitches getting cash inside of public housing