Clean Chedda lyrics

[Verse 1]
Everything I got, I prayed for, I'm grateful
I still wake up and hustle like I ain't got sh*t, that's how I'm made, bro
Sound crazy, but thank God that the 'caine slowed (Thank God)
That pushed me in the studio to wanna make more (Make more)
Now I ain't gotta flip 'bows or gotta smuggle pies (Naw)
Just made a couple hundred thousand off some f*ckin' slides (Yup)
This the way life look on the other side
After you hustle winters and survive the summertime (Blessed)
Used to spend my morning cuttin' dimes
For my morning rush
Still feelin' like it's more for us (It's more for us)
Had goals of pullin' Porsches up
Needed my pockets XXL, so I hit my sources up (You know)
Now bad b*tches poppin' corks with us
Our coupes fleein' while the strippers scoop the ones we threw and sort it up
Head to my condo, then count on some bands
This was all before a deal, n*gga, no advance (No advance)
What rappers own they catalog? Let's see a show of hands
But you own all that shiny sh*t, I don't understand (I don't get it)
One flopped album, boy, you back to buyin' a hundred grams (Hundred grams)
sh*t can get real, my n*gga, get a plan (Yeah)

[Chorus]
Pockets full of clean cheddar (Clean cheddar)
Lord knows I sleep better (Yeah)
Pockets full of clean cheddar
Lord knows I sleep better
[Verse 2]
Pockets full of clean cheddar (Yeah), Lord knows I sleep better (Yop)
If n*ggas was really loyal, you would see the streets better (I swear)
Nowadays, the average street dude barely touchin' twenty
Meanwhile, a kid on YouTube gettin' a ton of money (Woah)
Sent my jeweler my logo like, "Yo, flood it for me" (Flood it for me)
I got a show comin' up, told him to rush it for me
I ain't into feedin' sh*t that do nothin' for me
Leavin' out of Zeidman's with another Rollie ('Nother Rollie)
Used to chop up the hard (Yeah)
Now the watches come with boxes and cards (Yeah)
Lookin' like Louis sponsored us all
I traded in spots for concerts and halls
Laughin' with my dog about sh*t we overcame (We overcame)
I fell out with a lot over 'caine (Cocaine)
It worked out, though, a n*gga really can't complain
When sh*t get real, even your shadow dip away (Damn)
Yeah, sad, but it's true, n*gga
Now you see why I been tellin' y'all to move different (Move different)
Been me, so how I'm actin' brand new, n*gga? (How?)
Been coupe dippin', roof missin', while the jewels hittin', b*tch

[Chorus]
Pockets full of clean cheddar (Clean cheddar)
Lord knows I sleep better
Pockets full of clean cheddar
Lord knows, yeah