Before The Checks (feat. Casey Veggies)

[Hook: Kid Ink]
 Aw yeah
 Way before the checks it was cash and all
 The same bitch you lovin' I was passin' on
 You don't really know about my past when I
 Ain't really know how to keep it rational
 Full tank nigga you ain't gotta gas me up
 They be trippin' I just roll a blunt and ash shit off
 You don't really know about my past when I
 Ain't really know how to keep it rational
 ì
 Yeah, yeah
 I can really give a fuck less
 I know she throwin' pussy, but I told her I get enough sex
 Money coming in I could never get enough checks
 Wake up to the dough everyday just like it's breakfast
 Check it off my checklist, girl no cuffin or no extra's
 Baby I just make it work out, I ain't with the flexin'
 Finish with my school day so don't you try to test me
 Girl that ass super fat like you straight from Texas
 Kid Ink and Young Veggies might just fuck your main bitch
 Just sent her back to ya I ain't tryna smash the same chick
 Pinky ring blinging, 'bout to get the custom chain hit
 I'm a fly nigga, yeah the type she wanna hang with
 Way before the checks it was cash and all
 The same bitch you lovin' I was passin' on
 You don't really know about my past when I
 Ain't really know how to keep it rational
 Full tank nigga you ain't gotta gas me up
 They be trippin' I just roll a blunt and ash shit off
 You don't really know about my past when I
 Ain't really know how to keep it rational
 My first memories was 6 years old
 1514 Orange Grove Apartment with the roaches
 By the time that I was 5 daddy was locked and gone
 And the only thing he taught me "Feds is always on the phone listening"
 13 when I started slippin' up at school
 15 smokin', drinkin', fuckin', gettin' tattoos
 That's the road to follow when it ain't no role models
 Young hardhead niggas with a hard pill to swallow
 I been at this shit for weeks, bangin' on this in MPC
 Turn my closet to a booth, Nike boxes on the speaker
 You know what I'm representing every time you hear me speaking
 LA been my city since I mixed that ramen with the seasoning
 Way before the checks it was cash and all
 The same bitch you lovin' I was passin' on
 You don't really know about my past when I
 Ain't really know how to keep it rational
 Full tank nigga you ain't gotta gas me up
 They be trippin' I just roll a blunt and ash shit off
 You don't really know about my past when I
 Ain't really know how to keep it rational
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 Aw yeah
 Aw yeah
 Aw yeah
 Aw yeah-eah
 Aw yeah
 Aw yeah
 Aw yeah
 Aw yeah-eah
 Aw yeah
 You don't really know about my past when I
 You don't really know about
 Aw
 You don't really know about my past you know
 You don't really know about the past when we
 Did shit that you wouldn't believe