Cashier Fresh - Dem n***as lyrics

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Cashier Fresh - Dem n***as lyrics

[Produced by Bliss] [Verse 1: Fre$h Fadel] Them n***as ain't your dogs Them n***as just them n***as, that's all Don't confuse all that smiling with good intentions and real care Cause when you down, tell me is them n***as still there So naw them n***as ain't your friends, naw them n***as [?] Them n***as want the Benz, naw them n***as on a trend The one's that really there for you start to thinking thin Why these n***as hanging with you only when the sh** is slim You like how they in the streets, where that sh** is getting them In a cell somewhere where you can fit right in with them And we know your a** ain't built, we just let you fade the funk When you going through your sh**, man them n***as never come So them n***as ain't your homies, them n***as dying is slowly And you gon' be dying with 'em if you keep on riding for 'em Them n***as don't give a f** about your well being Yeah you best be ganging bang or you'll get [?] seeing [Hook: Fre$h Fadel] Man, these n***as don't care bout you I don't so f** you too, f** you too (n***a f** you too, my n***a f** you) Man, these n***as don't care bout you And I don't so f** you too, f** you too (n***a f** you too, my n***a f** you) [Verse 2: Mike G] I see people come and go I seen ships sink slowly I know b**hes that wanna hold me, treat me as one and only Them b**hes be persistent on a real n***a dick For 25 hours, 366 I work eight days a week, it don't pay to sleep Rolling in red Jeeps, shots of Hennessy Them n***as can't see me Yo Fre$h, holla at some hoes Tell the baddest b**h I'm in room 323 Them n***as over there taking shots at a player Chilling in my lair, put one in the air Roll a bunch for mine, it's crunch time When you're in your prime, shades on to the haters, I am blind I remember when I was on papers only Then I moved on how to sell like PlayStations on Sony I listen to everything that all these people told me Odd Future my crew for life that's why all these people know me [Hook: Fre$h Fadel] Man, these n***as don't care bout you I don't so f** you too, f** you too (n***a f** you too, my n***a f** you) Man, these n***as don't care bout you And I don't so f** you too, f** you too (n***a f** you too, my n***a f** you)

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