CC Lyrics

Harabeats got these niggas fukked up

Me I gotta hustle

Omo I ain't come to play

I been sipping on this lean

Omo, my eye dey shake

I see everybody turning up

Me I just dey pray

Omo make this hustle pay

Omo make this hustle pay

I got CC on my mind, CeeCs in my bed

If it's about the CC, nigga Ima pull up anywhere

I got CC on my mind, CeeCs in my bed

If it's about the CC, nigga Ima pull up anywhere

I fell in love with money

Ain't got the time to hate nobody

So why you hating on me

I just can't comprehend

Life na jeje

What's the hurry

Moving slow and steady like a lorry

I see my destination

And my vision no blurry

On some elevation, we gon get there

Na why we gats put in work

On some real shit though, we go flex well

Na why we gats double up

Add am to the daydream

Cos if na to turn up, we go turn up

And if na to burn up, we go burn up

Cos all follow for the come up

Me I gotta hustle

Omo I ain't come to play

I been sipping on this lean

Omo, my eye dey shake

I see everybody turning up

Me I just dey pray

Omo make this hustle pay

Omo make this hustle pay

I got CC on my mind, CeeCs in my bed

If it's about the CC, nigga Ima pull up anywhere

I got CC on my mind, CeeCs in my bed

If it's about the CC, nigga Ima pull up anywhere

Set up the aza

Run the amount

Ain't nobody have to know

Make dem no go run their mouth

Cash in, cash out

That's what my dawgs are about

And we like to keep it lowkey

We don't ever do loud loud

Hustle all the time

I ain't just tryna say this shit to rhyme

Time is of the essence

And I wanna be getting paid for mine

Young nigga growing up

Just wanna make it big

Wassup with that

Can't be catching no sleep

Tell Sam Hara he should run it back

Harabeats got these niggas fukked up