Casey Veggies Fresh Veggies Lyrics


Fresh Veggies by Casey Veggies

I need like a honey 'but you know what they type
You rap and you 'I respect you that you try
You make no real music I respect that you '
God bad whore in my circle
I'mma make shit on my line
Young nigga move
Time is money we ain't waist time
Back in high school now is '
Niggas hateign on me they don't like they way that I sings
Start, start dripping, damn man that's a sing
She fell in love with the boy know all this girl in love with the boy '
'came with that concept 'try to fuck with the boy
'no money
I don't even thing she make enough with the boy
She just like the police
Alwase be thgouht for the boy '
I don't really put 'for the boy'
So I chill this ..with my boys
That's a 'the 'don't fuck with the boy
Don't need a mechanic I got to the dealer
Hey what you own it, I got for a visit
I ain't even wanna 'put it in that new shit
That's for whore that's vegetable
Try that shit on me ooh man I can
So try to pass on me, I'm going in for that '
Let's play around this bands
Cash, I told 'em
You got it man
Yeah, first 'hundred million our man
Let's get it
Fresh veggies
I don't know what my mind goes
I don't know where this bitches going in
I know that the one one I got it's bad
Ok she's bad but doesn't mean that shit it's keeping
Hey yo, a lot of this fans are some '
You see I always have ' that's deeper
And even know some people son't always get 'em
I still pack all my shit and then I turn into a killer
Cuz I couldn't be a victim
One of the hottest on my city cuz I drive jims
Truly thankful Lord I thank you that I'm not them
I keep it chilling let the nigga how to 'shit
I'm on my seven different counties in a week shit
And smoke 'like it's treating as a'
They think they fly but
Running I don't think I'm ready
Flow so heavy brake around and get some '.
This world so 'so I'm living for the moment
I do it how she want it make it'
She love my energy red bull give me wings
'shoose and bags and other '
I fight for my position way before the bell ring
I hope it's about the money every time my phone rings
They try to hold me down
But from the ground I just scream
Let's rolling up'
And make a toast for those young living like king

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