Three C's Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2025
Lyrics
It's a million different ways to make a dollar Tryna master 10, politicking with my niggas
How we was gon' match the Benz
When they upped it on me, I promised I'd never lack again
I ain't give my all, I promised I'd never slack again
Back against the wall, know that pressure
help make a man
Don't pay attention to the crowd, don't turn yo' back on the band
Thought I lost it all, look at me, now I'm
back again
Lil' Luck, I was tucked with them bucks
Got a master plan
They say talk is cheap my conversation is a currency
What I say is pure, they shit stepped on fraternity
Rule number one, never take this shit personally
Gotta get to it, move with a sense of urgency
I always been a real nigga, I'm stamped off
the word of mouth
Seen so much heat in the kitchen, it could've
burned a house
Put me in that room and I bet I'd run through
an ounce
Nah, I'm moving different, moving business
Feet up on the couch
Fuck trappin' local, I'm tryna pro up global
Refuse to be in the same spot,
Shit, you know that I'm mobile
And I'll, I never lose my cool,
I'm Mr. make shit happen
And any problems in the room,
Then I'm approaching the elephant
I move by them three Cs,
Cool, calm, and collected
I see this shit in 3D, trust me,
I'm getting the message
I just wanna B.E, spend her like Cinderella
I work it out like P.E., with the reps, I get better
We did this shit before B.C.
Before clout was an era
I just want the cheese, fettuccine,
The mozzarella
I'm just getting to it, grooving, grooving
Shit, who could do it better?
I'm playing chess, thinking different
They probably playing checkers
I'm relaxed again,
I could catch some Zs in this bitch
Like a laxative I think I got the keys to this shit, Like Montana man
I wonder what's the key to a brick,
I got them mattress hands,
I think I learned the key to a flip
Ask what this shit cost me,
I just tell em' attention
Ten thousand hours locked in,
I had to serve me a sentence
We get it out the mud for real,
While these niggas pretending
We still found a way up in
They tried to cover the entrance
I'm just in my bag,
I'm talking bottoms of bottoms
And I ain't never made a sound
That spoke the loudest of volumes
One wrong move against the kid,
The only tip, know it's hollow
Always been the man, way before the gram, They would follow
So we gone rub elbows,
For the late night small talk
For what it's worth,
The estimate is out of the ballpark
Move too fast on this play
You get hit with a false start
Contribution colossal, I can't play no small part
I stopped chasing and I started attracting
And if they couldn't bring addition
Then I started subtracting
Cause when that pressure on
I seen these niggas fold like a napkin
Shit, I fucked it up before this time now yeah, I'm stacking
I had the real with my last
What we call it a backflip
Since a youngin' kept the presidents under the Mattress
Looking at portfolio's the wallets come with a Address
Eastside baby, now the money longer than Gratiot
And when you get it out the mud,
It's gon' come with some rain
It boil down to how you built,
It's gon' come with some pain
And when I make it to the top,
It better come with some brain
Got the ball in my hands
Shit, it's time to make plays