"Seeing Shit" lyrics

Cash, I get bills, you get pressed, what's the—
I get cash, you get bills, you get pressed, what's the—
Cash, c-c-cash, I get bills, you get pressed, what's the deal?
With your bitch out here [?] like me 'cause I'm real
I'm a—
Play that shit back, nigga
Black Money Boyz Deathrow, fuck nigga up

I get cash, I get bills, you get pressed, what's the deal?
With your bitch out here [?] like me 'cause I'm real
I'ma leave when I'm ready, I cannot get killed
Out here fucked off the Perc, but I'm seeing shit still
Out here fucked off the Perc, but I'm seeing-seeing-seeing
Pop like three Addys and see shit for real
You the least of my concerns, don't care how you feel
I've been up making money, I see shit for—
I've been up-up-up making money, I see shit for real
I've been up making money, I see shit for real
I've been up making money, I see shit for real

I cannot get killed, young Blxxdy love to drill
4jay in the cut, yeah, he posted with the steel
Fuck nigga, don't try us, get your cap peeled
BB belt round my waist got me shinin' for real
Your bitch a lil' thot, she got mileage for real
BMB Deathrow, we be stylin' for real
B-BMB Deathrow, we be stylin' for real, niggas—
Black Money Boyz Deathrow, fuck nigga up
BM-BM-BM-BMB Deathrow, we be stylin' for real
For real, niggas don't want no smoke with us 'cause they know the deal
Slide up on your block, stickin' out, it's a drill
Get your bitch 'cause for the dick, I hope he fiendin'
Pop the 30, got me lookin' like a demon
I be juugin', I be steady schemin'
I'm a Blxxdy boy 'cause at night, I be creepin'
Sellin' souls, soul, pimpin'-pimpin' hoes with the bros
Fit all black, bitch, I'm feelin' like a crow
Shinin' bright, bitch, I glow
I'm a iced-out nigga, you already know

Black Money Boyz Deathrow, fuck nigga up