Cardiac Kemba Lyrics

Gang,

It's Cv$h

I'm from the burr my heart cold like the middle of winter I made plays at UConn like

I'm cardiac kemba

Why niggas dyin' bout the money when you know this shit printed

I know some niggas with the motion, they just don't got the vision

If you wanna stack some chicken, it's gon' take some division

You gotta stay away from leeches, I be playin' my distance

And stay the fuck away from hoes, cause they won't hope you get it

When I was broke and sharin' clothes, they didn't say I'm the realest

I guess it take a lil' pape, just to make niggas feel it

No money don't make you real, my pocket's still full of benjis

Cause I remember how they treated me when I had a penny

And I remember how it felt when my stomach empty

I couldn't get a plate

Now these niggas mad cause I ball like I play for Golden State

I'm not the same nigga that you knew back in 11th grade

Remember I was broke and I was prayin' for a play

I ain't for the games ride with nothing less than 2k

You can get flamed at the start of a new day

Know I'm down to flock it for my dawg ,

Don't care what you say

To get me in that mode all it take a shot a dusse or espolon,

When it's time to slide don't leave that weapon home

Cause when we spin that block,

We tryna change a nigga chromosomes

And when they say it's beef, we tryna cut them niggas summer short

The streets need a body and my youngins, they be trained to go

And if that nigga live, we up the price and we can send some more

Bitch, I'm from the M.O.R.E. , why you think we ain't gon' up the score

Lost some change but the streets know we got it back for sure

Try it and the nine, give you wings, like you Macklemore

Jordan Love, 10mm, come and pack ya boy

I got motion off the packs, they still think I'm only rappin' though

Pull up with some shit that you never seen, but it's gas though

And when you hear the flame through the speakers, know it's Cv$h flow

She gon' suck it in this whip, if I got tint, she go mad slow

But back in the day, she used to say I was a asshole

Now they tryna give they cookie up, they treat me like I had dough

Know a young nigga lit, I'm not surprised, that be natural

If niggas catchin' rec but won't send one, they not a factor

How I run it up in a pair of Air Maxes

I used to fuck some sevens, now I'm only fuckin' bad ones

When they see you gettin' money, they gon' treat you like you matter

I be runnin' through LBs, Prime Emmit, Back in Dallas

Why they tell me get a bag if it only made em madder

I had to get this out the mud, it didn't come from mom and dad

I had to go and put in work, none of this fell into my lap

I even took a couple losses, that's before I had to strap

Niggas broke, guess they really needed that lil' bud n' cash

Real hustler, I swear to God I started with a half

I be bustin' down P's, these niggas need to do they math

Up early for the plays, but I was always late for class

I could never hate a nigga for havin' shit I ain't have

That just make me work harder, I remember they was laughin'

I remember sharin' clothes as palm angels cost a rack

But for my brothers, I would still give them the clothes off my back

For my dawgs, take a step back, leave you in cardiac

We hittin' game winners shootin', wherever they parlay at

Gang,

Bitch,

We hittin' game winners shootin', wherever they parlay at

HANNNN

Niggas not fuckin' with us

Whole lotta Double R shit, Whole lotta 360 shit

Niggas know what the fuck goin' on

James McDaniel on the screen

Walker with seven

Got a mismatch

Walker on the D with four

Kemba Walker, step back

Walker, Cardiac Kemba

Does it again does it again