Seeing sh*t lyrics

[Intro: Luci4]
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 b*tch out here [?] like me 'cause I'm real
I'm a—
Play that sh*t back, n*gga
Black Money Boyz Deathrow, f*ck n*gga up

[Verse 1: Luci4]
I get cash, I get bills, you get pressed, what's the deal?
With your b*tch out here [?] like me 'cause I'm real
I'ma leave when I'm ready, I cannot gеt killed
Out here f*ckеd off the Perc, but I'm seeing sh*t still
Out here f*cked off the Perc, but I'm seeing-seeing-seeing
Pop like three Addys and see sh*t for real
You the least of my concerns, don't care how you feel
I've been up making money, I see sh*t for—
I've been up-up-up making money, I see sh*t for real
I've been up making money, I see sh*t for real
I've been up making money, I see sh*t for real

[Verse 2: Majin Blxxdy & 4jay]
I cannot get killed, young Blxxdy love to drill
4jay in the cut, yeah, he posted with the steel
f*ck n*gga, don't try us, get your cap peeled
BB belt round my waist got me shinin' for real
Your b*tch a lil' thot, she got mileage for real
BMB Deathrow, we be stylin' for real
B-BMB Deathrow, we be stylin' for real, n*ggas—
Black Money Boyz Deathrow, f*ck n*gga up
BM-BM-BM-BMB Deathrow, we be stylin' for real
For real, n*ggas 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 b*tch 'cause for the di*k, 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, b*tch, I'm feelin' like a crow
Shinin' bright, b*tch, I glow
I'm a iced-out n*gga, you already know
[Outro: 4jay]
Black Money Boyz Deathrow, f*ck n*gga up