Peewee Longway – The Intro lyrics

[Chorus: Lil Duke]
I gotta get this money, that's my number one concern
Be humble, sit back and wait your turn
Shoot at your head, burning just like a bird
But I'm tryna chace [?] more than I deserve
I never did shit, right, that's why I had to go left
Started from the bottom, and I did this shit myself
And I'm working in the kitchen, and I'm whippin it like a slave
The way I clean that money up, I should be a made

[Verse 1: Lil Duke]
This a transition, I was on the corner tryna get it back
Also tryna flip it, I'm a magission
Add them numbers real fast, I'm a mathematician
Back against the wall, I'm in the hood like a [?]
Droppin bombs on these beats, your trigger steady clickin
I'm rolling 68, only I got all 9 tickets
Niggas ain't making no noise, all I hear is crickets
I ain't talking bout them satay, see what I say when I say when we got them chickens
It's a great blessing I understand
Used to do this shit for free, but now I'm getting payed
Right now I'm on my way to BET, who gonna stop? me
Still thinking of a masterplan, who's on top of me?

[Chorus: Lil Duke]
I gotta get this money, that's my number one concern
Be humble, sit back and wait your turn
Shoot at your head, burning just like a bird
But I'm tryna chace [?] more than I deserve
I never did shit, right, that's why I had to go left
Started from the bottom, and I did this shit myself
And I'm working in the kitchen, and I'm whippin it like a slave
The way I clean that money up, I should be a made

[Verse 2: Skippa Da Flippa]
Flippa!
Ten years old when I jumped off the portch
Now I'm twenty-one years old, tryna buy a Turbo Porsh
Used to make my own beats, now we fucking with [?]
You can catch me in Versace, but I used to hit the doors
The same Migo shooters got some brand new bazookas
I call for real money, smoking like a hooka
Cory got the ruger, he a cirtified shooter
If you try to argue first, bet my whole team juug ya
Pockets they on sloppy, bankrolls like [?]
Tripple double everytime pack come like a [?]
Pull up in a different whip like a booster
I stay true to my religion like [?]

[Chorus: Lil Duke]
I gotta get this money, that's my number one concern
Be humble, sit back and wait your turn
Shoot at your head, burning just like a bird
But I'm tryna chace [?] more than I deserve
I never did shit, right, that's why I had to go left
Started from the bottom, and I did this shit myself
And I'm working in the kitchen, and I'm whippin it like a slave
The way I clean that money up, I should be a made