Cohiba Season - Express Five lyrics

[Intro] In God we trust Make money, Make money please [Verse: Cohiba Season] Wake up Rise and grind it's another day Let 'em hate I'm just a young n***a getting paid Half of y'all probably like, "we heard that sh*t" Other half didn't deserve that sh*t Five o'clock in the morning alarm buzz I hit, snooze Mind on forty deferred debt to paid dues All that effort invested, I stuck with the same crew We still ain't rich, and mainstream rap it still ain't sh*t But f*ck it I'm never begging these... (Hola Papa! Que te pasa? Bacon egg and cheese) Check my memory, f*ck it I'm never begging these remedial rappers for cosigns Boy I been k**ing sh*t since '09 Kid buzzing like a wasp nest Flow lockness monster, no weapon formed against shall prosper Lord! Swear I'm over looked Figured by now that bar would've been Oversaw, overpaid or overbooked Nonetheless I'll play my hand fine Step on my toes, you lose your foot 'cause I'm a f*cking landmine Waiting to blow, like two hoes off the henny Playing cee-lo, nothing but panties on under their peacoats Trained to go Speaking of trains I need that express five Trying to get to work on time Hardly ever get to work on rhymes 'cause after college bills top priority I guess I need to work on mines and go Make money, make money money money Take money, take money, money Steal money for the bills money money money F*ck a job I need real money, money Where the f*ck is my deal money? Where the f** is my deal? Forreal money, Where is my deal? [Methodman Speaks] [Hook] Remember growing up with no cheese, no cheese Pumping for them og's, og's When they holla at you don't freeze, nah Little n*gga keep your nose clean, yea Remember growing up with no cheese, no cheese Ducking from them police, police When they pull up on you don't freeze, nah [Verse: Cohiba Season] Poor decisions as a young n*gga Growing up in the slums locals ain't supposed to see the light of day by twenty-one right? Shoot dice, smoke weed another gun fight Get money, f*ck b*tches, slang d** huh? Luckily I observe, question it all Seek lessons before the fall, popping bogus checks in the mall Damn, black market I'm so obsessed with it all Don't want to sign a three sixty or score checking a ball man [Bridge] Am I losing my mind I'm thinking maybe so Look in my eyes Pa**ion that made me grow Future's so bright But my past is so shady Said my future so bright But my past is so shady [Hook] Remember growing up with no cheese, no cheese Pumping for them og's, og's When they holla at you don't freeze, nah Little n*gga keep your nose clean, yea Remember growing up with no cheese, no cheese Ducking from them police, police When they pull up on you don't freeze, nah Remain silent til you proceed [Verse 2: Cohiba Season] Fed Loan banging my phone, they want their money brother Five big faces a month, wasn't funny brother Rent due at both pads, How much do I make F*ck rap, them scammers in the city breaking bank Damn it I'm tempted, all that paper is tempting Get into the game and pay them off with the interest When your backs against you got to make a decision But if I'm caught that sh*ts a felony, Never me [Bridge] Am I losing my mind I'm thinking maybe so Look in my eyes Pa**ion that made me grow Future's so bright But my past is so shady Said my future so bright But my past is so shady [Outro] I could've been, in the police station patiently waiting Praying for community service, probation Or be the homeless n*gga sleep under the train station Same clothes for days, in his eyes I got it made don't I? Don't I? Unsure, settle or want more? I wonder what I'm here for?