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YoungCashGods - A Grand Lyrics



YoungCashGods - A Grand Lyrics
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Tellin all of my niggas bout how I will live and shit
How I'll be rich and shit
How I will get that shit
Keep it a grand with me
Money is family
I can do anything (anything)
You don't do shit for me (shit for me)
A grand to my niggas who hit me up
Talkin bout this shit is it for me
Like damn you got everything (everything)
Man I don't got nothin
I guess nobody feels you but family
I stay a grand yeah they love me
Niggas that don't have no problems
Be rich as f*ck sittin on top of the world
I should fall into that category
Live like you don't give a f*ck about anything
Drinkin champagne while the rest of my team gettin high and shit
Ain't worried bout lighting up
I just get money and I go and buy that shit
The cash get me high enough
Come to my side
Without being invited here
My niggas will light you up
I give a grand to the niggas the got me here
The niggas that change I can give a f*ck
I stay a grand in the house
With my niggas tho
Don't let no f*ck niggas in
I let bitches tho
The nigga got plenty of em
Don't try my life if you do
We ain't missin ya
That's shout out to anyone
That's how it go on my side of the city
The nigga got enemies
No one will run up and hit me tho
You will be gunned down for thinkin it
That's just the life that I'm living tho
You catch the fade in a minute tho
You could ask anyone
They hit me up like I love the new shit you're on
I been the nigga
Waist deep in the shit you talk
Cause I got the bitch you love
Bitch I got niggas that fold
Just so I can get money
Gamble a grand
The nigga ain't bluffin
A grand to who want it
Tellin all of my niggas bout how I will live and shit (live)
How I'll be rich and shit (yeah)
How I will get that shit
Keep it a grand with me
Money is family
I can do anything (anything)
You don't do shit for me (shit for me)
A grand to my niggas who hit me up
Talkin bout this shit is it for me
Like damn you got everything (everything)
Man I don't got nothin
I guess nobody feels you but family
I stay a grand yeah they love me
Way way way up out of the city
A nigga like young Leonardo Da Vinci
Had visions that he could make diamonds from pennies
They treated him like he was nothin
It's crazy how nothin but god keep you wishin
Man I ain't have shit in the house that could help me
I been through struggle just tryna live rich
If you come for my team nobody can help you
Shooters and uzis the boy got barrettes
And niggas is boomin with 357s
They gon take shots at ya door
And then kick it down
My niggas up in ya kitchen now
They gon take shots at each one of ya niggas house
Light that shit up like the 4th
But it ain't independent tho
10 of my niggas go in
10 of my niggas come out with yo shit like we cleanin up
Neighbors don't say nothin
Know they'll get heated up
My team get money they eat it up
Schemin up whole lotta shit we ain't even bout
I will still do it man
Watch who you speakin on nigga
Finger on the trigger
Lasers on that nigga
Pressure on that nigga
Better gun that nigga
Better shoot his niggas
Better stop that nigga
Better pop that nigga
Better drop that nigga
Better get that crack up out my mother f*ckin kitchen
Fore a nigga come up missin
Bitches come up missin
Family come up buried in the mother f*ckin desert
Put a grand on that shit nigga I'm about whatever
Is you ready
You ain't ready
Niggas petty
Don't f*ck with my team and shit
All of my niggas lit (lit lit)
Money stacked heavily
Keep it a grand with me
Only trust family (only trust fam)
Crib like a football field (Georgia dome)
And we run Loganville (in my foams)
I'm bout it like soldier slim
Try me then write your will
My niggas shoot to kill
My niggas is stuntin and huntin (yeah)
M16 with the grip (yeah)
You niggas is plumbing for nothin (nope)
Cause I am not with the bullshit
My niggas is gunning and wanted
They stackin this money up quick (yeah)
They shoot at ya head till ya dead
Rap up the body Saint Nick (ouu)
All these niggas sweet honey bun (yeah)
Choppa make a nigga hit the Quan (yeah)
Nigga talkin crazy pop the trunk
Pull it out and aim it you gon run
F*ckin on yo hoe she said I'm fine
Ycg the squad already won
All my niggas really on the run
My whip is f*ckin deadly Megatron
My niggas they keep it 100 (100)
My niggas they keep it a grand (a grand)
I promise you don't want no problems (nope
Cause I got this 9 in my hand (yeah)
My niggas is goin for gold
My niggas collecting these bands (yeah)
These bitches is lying for nothin
I just cannot understand
I can't understand
I keep it a grand
But still stressin out
So I roll up a gram
These bitches is fake
They only pretend
If I meet her I steal her
Yo girl is my fan
And I'm the money man
And up is my plan
And I don't need a hand
Because up is my plan
Movin the work I roll out in a Benz
You stare at my Rollie
Cost an arm and a leg
Yeah keep it a grand with me
Money is family
Rip the track up
Them bars go super Saiyan with me
This stuff is planned
How did we manage to be the best
Swear this rappin wasn't handed
I just keep spitting and spittin on every track
Snakes are receive as they try to get near you
Your mind is the goal
My nigga no quarterback
All of you niggas is fake
I'm not cool with that
Keep it a grand with the niggas that's new with that
Money is family
Keep it a grand with me
Money is everything my nigga
The team
Is doing things my nigga
The heat
Ima bring my nigga
Cause these niggas really don't know who they talkin to
I am a god my nigga now look at you
You is a wanna be god
You is a fraud
You is a nigga who said he could beat us
But really dog there is no stoppin a god
Cause there is no odds
I'm yellin everything's possible
Gotta get rid of the obstacles
Mentally crazy man I am unstoppable
I am the greatest man all of these lyrics
I know you can't take it man on this track
All of my niggas went super Saiyan on this track
All of my niggas went super Saiyan
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Tellin all of my niggas bout how I will live and shit
How I'll be rich and shit
How I will get that shit
Keep it a grand with me
Money is family
I can do anything (anything)
You don't do shit for me (shit for me)
A grand to my niggas who hit me up
Talkin bout this shit is it for me
Like damn you got everything (everything)
Man I don't got nothin
I guess nobody feels you but family
I stay a grand yeah they love me
Niggas that don't have no problems
Be rich as f*ck sittin on top of the world
I should fall into that category
Live like you don't give a f*ck about anything
Drinkin champagne while the rest of my team gettin high and shit
Ain't worried bout lighting up
I just get money and I go and buy that shit
The cash get me high enough
Come to my side
Without being invited here
My niggas will light you up
I give a grand to the niggas the got me here
The niggas that change I can give a f*ck
I stay a grand in the house
With my niggas tho
Don't let no f*ck niggas in
I let bitches tho
The nigga got plenty of em
Don't try my life if you do
We ain't missin ya
That's shout out to anyone
That's how it go on my side of the city
The nigga got enemies
No one will run up and hit me tho
You will be gunned down for thinkin it
That's just the life that I'm living tho
You catch the fade in a minute tho
You could ask anyone
They hit me up like I love the new shit you're on
I been the nigga
Waist deep in the shit you talk
Cause I got the bitch you love
Bitch I got niggas that fold
Just so I can get money
Gamble a grand
The nigga ain't bluffin
A grand to who want it
Tellin all of my niggas bout how I will live and shit (live)
How I'll be rich and shit (yeah)
How I will get that shit
Keep it a grand with me
Money is family
I can do anything (anything)
You don't do shit for me (shit for me)
A grand to my niggas who hit me up
Talkin bout this shit is it for me
Like damn you got everything (everything)
Man I don't got nothin
I guess nobody feels you but family
I stay a grand yeah they love me
Way way way up out of the city
A nigga like young Leonardo Da Vinci
Had visions that he could make diamonds from pennies
They treated him like he was nothin
It's crazy how nothin but god keep you wishin
Man I ain't have shit in the house that could help me
I been through struggle just tryna live rich
If you come for my team nobody can help you
Shooters and uzis the boy got barrettes
And niggas is boomin with 357s
They gon take shots at ya door
And then kick it down
My niggas up in ya kitchen now
They gon take shots at each one of ya niggas house
Light that shit up like the 4th
But it ain't independent tho
10 of my niggas go in
10 of my niggas come out with yo shit like we cleanin up
Neighbors don't say nothin
Know they'll get heated up
My team get money they eat it up
Schemin up whole lotta shit we ain't even bout
I will still do it man
Watch who you speakin on nigga
Finger on the trigger
Lasers on that nigga
Pressure on that nigga
Better gun that nigga
Better shoot his niggas
Better stop that nigga
Better pop that nigga
Better drop that nigga
Better get that crack up out my mother f*ckin kitchen
Fore a nigga come up missin
Bitches come up missin
Family come up buried in the mother f*ckin desert
Put a grand on that shit nigga I'm about whatever
Is you ready
You ain't ready
Niggas petty
Don't f*ck with my team and shit
All of my niggas lit (lit lit)
Money stacked heavily
Keep it a grand with me
Only trust family (only trust fam)
Crib like a football field (Georgia dome)
And we run Loganville (in my foams)
I'm bout it like soldier slim
Try me then write your will
My niggas shoot to kill
My niggas is stuntin and huntin (yeah)
M16 with the grip (yeah)
You niggas is plumbing for nothin (nope)
Cause I am not with the bullshit
My niggas is gunning and wanted
They stackin this money up quick (yeah)
They shoot at ya head till ya dead
Rap up the body Saint Nick (ouu)
All these niggas sweet honey bun (yeah)
Choppa make a nigga hit the Quan (yeah)
Nigga talkin crazy pop the trunk
Pull it out and aim it you gon run
F*ckin on yo hoe she said I'm fine
Ycg the squad already won
All my niggas really on the run
My whip is f*ckin deadly Megatron
My niggas they keep it 100 (100)
My niggas they keep it a grand (a grand)
I promise you don't want no problems (nope
Cause I got this 9 in my hand (yeah)
My niggas is goin for gold
My niggas collecting these bands (yeah)
These bitches is lying for nothin
I just cannot understand
I can't understand
I keep it a grand
But still stressin out
So I roll up a gram
These bitches is fake
They only pretend
If I meet her I steal her
Yo girl is my fan
And I'm the money man
And up is my plan
And I don't need a hand
Because up is my plan
Movin the work I roll out in a Benz
You stare at my Rollie
Cost an arm and a leg
Yeah keep it a grand with me
Money is family
Rip the track up
Them bars go super Saiyan with me
This stuff is planned
How did we manage to be the best
Swear this rappin wasn't handed
I just keep spitting and spittin on every track
Snakes are receive as they try to get near you
Your mind is the goal
My nigga no quarterback
All of you niggas is fake
I'm not cool with that
Keep it a grand with the niggas that's new with that
Money is family
Keep it a grand with me
Money is everything my nigga
The team
Is doing things my nigga
The heat
Ima bring my nigga
Cause these niggas really don't know who they talkin to
I am a god my nigga now look at you
You is a wanna be god
You is a fraud
You is a nigga who said he could beat us
But really dog there is no stoppin a god
Cause there is no odds
I'm yellin everything's possible
Gotta get rid of the obstacles
Mentally crazy man I am unstoppable
I am the greatest man all of these lyrics
I know you can't take it man on this track
All of my niggas went super Saiyan on this track
All of my niggas went super Saiyan
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Writer: Evander Choates, Kobi Holbrook, Torrance Choates
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid




YoungCashGods - A Grand Video
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Performed By: YoungCashGods
Language: English
Length: 5:20
Written by: Evander Choates, Kobi Holbrook, Torrance Choates

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