Handouts - Kai Ca$h, Pusha T

Handouts - Kai Ca$h, Pusha T

  • Year of release: 2019
  • Language: English
  • Duration: 3:54

Below is the lyrics of the song Handouts , artist - Kai Ca$h, Pusha T with translation

Lyrics " Handouts "

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Handouts

Kai Ca$h, Pusha T

Uh, I don’t need your handouts

I could make ends meet, I can’t sit or stay around

Been on the paper route

Money gon' grow, shit, it come and it go

Freaks come out, I ain’t cuffin' no ho (Cuffin' no ho)

Cameras flash when I come around

See this ship sail, jump on a boat

I been chasin' bags like I’m running out

Shittin' me?

Huh?

Can’t let a nigga get to me

That’s a time waste

What they puttin' on the boards getting dry erased

Leaving headaches, stress, migraines

I been playing too cool, where the fireplace?

Tryna run, Forest, Tom Hanks

Pushing something same color as a Power Ranger

Niggas think shit sweet, get 'em now or later, yeah

Aw shit, this shit is gettin' wild, no joke, uh

Celebrate life, more toasts, uh

Above sea level, stay afloat, uh

I pull up to the spot, I’m like the Pope, uh

They wantin' me to sign, too low, huh

I’m not near selling my soul, huh

My eyes wide open, stay woke, uh

And stack, I ain’t going back broke

I don’t need your handouts

I could make ends meet, I can’t sit or stay around

Been on the paper route

Money gon' grow, shit, it come and it go

Freaks come out, I ain’t cuffin' no ho (Cuffin' no ho)

Cameras flash when I come around

See this ship sail, jump on a boat

I been chasin' bags like I’m running out

I don’t need your handouts

The greats sideline at the game when you the standout

I can buy your mans out

Her conversation different when I pull a hundred grand out

Feeling like Zion

Number one pick with the new shoe to try on

Bygones are bygone

Either let it be or pick the street that you die on, nigga

Matte Rover, rolling over blocks I used to trap over

He told her that the Birkin was on back order

I’m sending over two, tell him the cap’s over, ooh

Back of jet ski with her bestie

Make our own wave, chain on Gretzky

Wrist two hundred

It’s a road map for that bitch you wanted, Push

I don’t need your handouts

I could make ends meet, I can’t sit or stay around

Been on the paper route

Money gon' grow, shit, it come and it go

Freaks come out, I ain’t cuffin' no ho (Cuffin' no ho)

Cameras flash when I come around

See this ship sail, jump on a boat

I been chasin' bags like I’m running out

Uh (Yeah, yeah), I can’t settle for less (Never)

Revenue stretch all due to better finesse

I only settle for checks, put the devil in the hole

Could’ve been the ghetto nigga wreckin' up the stove

Still an elegant fella, not a felon in the hole

Locked in the box, still developin' the soul

Cold-hearted, unbothered

Globetrotting with hoes that didn’t know about us

Set a reminder, this a breakthrough

Broke loose of middleman convos

We cut ties, never revisit them

Numb the shit that don’t bring much, I lost feelin' in

Took home the champion game, I had to win again

Had to take control of a fur in cold winters then

Set an office up in my home to run businesses

A diamond in the dirt is a gem

Remain high like I’m stuck on the rim, nigga

I’m him, nigga, what?

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