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Recession Proof

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Recession Proof

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Ayy, ayy, we havin' a conversation 'bout (I should start financial class)

How easy it is to make money

But it is even easy, easier to fuck it up (tay keith fuck these niggas up)

You know what I'm sayin'?

Lotta niggas fucked up right now

One mil', two mil', three mil'

Four cribs, ten cars, epidemic hit

That corona shit, left no jobs (damn)

Rap niggas didn't save well

All them richard milles, now they for sale

All that cap shit, didn't do well

I know I'm good, I'm like: Oh, well (oh, well, oh well)

I'm a real hustler, I'm recession proof ('cession proof)

I know how to make the paper then stack it too (stack it up)

I'm a real hustler, I know what to do (I know what to do, I know what to do)

I'ma flip the paper, I'm recession proof (I'm recession proof)

I'm a real hustler, I'm like thirty up (I'm like thirty m's up, nigga)

I'm a street nigga, 'fore we poppin' out, we back re-in' up

I'm a real hustler, I take risks nigga (I take risks nigga)

I'm a street nigga, I ain't goin' broke for no bitch nigga

Conference call wit' the team, beg through y'all to heard where dugg at? (yo really)

No more shows this year (you hear me)

So we goin' where the plug at (okay)

Hit me or hit block (hit 'em online)

Yeah, paper throw it in the pot

Good prices on the trees (for real)

And extra numbers on the blocks (even better)

I spent a house for a watch

And I can do this shit again (and again, and again)

They gettin' money and you broke (huh?)

The niggas probably ain't your friend (yeah)

Bein' greedy, that's a sin (not over here)

Bosses gotta feed they men (always)

Real leaders gotta lead the way

All the way to the end (nigga)

Negotiations with the label

No cap, fifty mil' on the table (real, for real)

They know money can persuade 'em (not me)

The deal's just not in our favor (so fuck 'em)

We're grindin' up the long way

'Fore we do that shit the wrong way

I'ma hustle like the song say

I'ma stack it up the strong way

One mil', two mil', three mil'

Four cribs, ten cars, epidemic hit

That corona shit, left no jobs (damn)

Rap niggas didn't save well

All them richard milles, now they for sale

All that cap shit, didn't do well

I know I'm good, I'm like: Oh, well (oh, well, oh well)

I'm a real hustler, I'm recession proof ('cession proof)

I know how to make the paper then stack it too (stack it up)

I'm a real hustler, I know what to do (I know what to do, I know what to do)

I'ma flip the paper, I'm recession proof (I'm recession proof)

I'm a real hustler, I'm like thirty up (I'm like thirty m's up, nigga)

I'm a street nigga, 'fore we poppin' out, we back re-in' up (back re-in' up, beep)

I'm a real hustler, I take risks nigga (I take risks nigga)

I'm a street nigga, I ain't goin' broke for no bitch nigga

Nigga, I can count better than the cpa

Made a business out of sellin' that yay

Seein' niggas spend they money 'fore the niggas got paid

I'm thinkin' like: These niggas crazy

Like me tryna keep up with [jaeda?]

Financially, niggas better know they lanes

Now I'm up, I'm a multi-millionnaire

That shit just ain't the same

Never get offended, I'm motivated

Havin' money (puff, puff), I appreciate it

School of hard knocks, I graduated

School of hard rocks, I participated

Back to the street shit

Hatin' on the next nigga, you ain't gon' be shit

What you eat don't make me shit

So how you spend yours? Don't give two shits

One mil', two mil', three mil'

Four cribs, ten cars, epidemic hit

That corona shit, left no jobs (damn)

Rap niggas didn't save well

All them richard milles, now they for sale

All that cap shit, didn't do well

I know I'm good, I'm like: Oh, well (oh, well, oh well)

I'm a real hustler, I'm recession proof ('cession proof)

I know how to make the paper then stack it too (stack it up)

I'm a real hustler, I know what to do (I know what to do, I know what to do)

I'ma flip the paper, I'm recession proof (I'm recession proof)

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