Recession Proof - CES Cru

Yeah, let me set the mood, CES the CRU!

Times hard, money down, but we’re gettin' through

Cash flow and market crash, I’m still collecting loot

Be ware who you come around and are connected to

Back in affect my crew’ll let you know I rep the new

They stack the deck I use what I have as a steppin' stool

Ces said it true, now let it spread and move, credit due

Fed it unleaded fuel, reap the benefits when it grew

Stackin' my revenue, they act like they never knew

I’m tappin' all the markets;

black, white, red, and blue

The fact that Ces sold 45k is incredible

The prophets rise as I philosophize from a peasant’s throne

Success not set in stone, nothing’s ever guaranteed

Made the dues for me to pay until they gave me clarity

We see the game as clear as day, I never do hear your name

The residue of fear is hate, tell it to steer away

Homie connect the clues, the plan is place any bets you lose

Time’s hard, money down, but we’re gettin' through

Recession Proof (recession proof)

Recession Proof (recession proof)

Cash flow and market crash, I’m collectin' loot

(I'm off the wall screaming leave me alone hoe)

Don’t beat it Billie Jean

Approach the dock, park it

Ya highest reign, that plane’ll crash like the stock market

To me it’s funny, these dummies is broke as auntie-tough

Money’s in the family, sucks the plan is to ante up

Bust in the air and the second they hear that blast blaow

Hop over the counter and count up what’s in the cash cow

I’m Robin Hood with a stack of fetty to pass out

Relocate myself like I’m Prince in this bitch, I’m assed out

Go dumb for duckets, y’all kick the bucket and stay broke

Just as soon as we leave the saloon, we robbing the stagecoach

Lames acting the saddest, mad at the way we flip the script

Plus everybody’s lunchin' on something, let’s get the chips and dip

Grab my Glock with custom pistol grips, get fucked with just the tip

Snatch a cup of blood from a gravedigger and take a sip

Prob’ly flip right into a grave soon as it hits the lip

Radar serpent, I ain’t afraid, I know it’s just a blip

Just left my home it’s time

You know my rhyme is ice cold and i’m steppin' through

I blindfolded my goals, line 'em up and execute

I saw your fuckin' show bro and I thought your set was cute

Actin' as if you got it on lock and there’s nothin' left to dupes

I heard a lot of small talk and I up and left the room

Claimin' Pharaoh, not a Monche but built himself impressive tombs

They say what I spit is gas, I guess that my breath is fumes

Sick without a cure, I’m sure God blessed if I’ve infected you

They say that death consumes, I aim at the chest and shoot

Put my heart and soul on a track and pray that the record moves

Won’t be satisfied 'til the legends say they respect my views

Do a sold out show and I see my name in electric hues

Let’s set the fuse my man, today we affect the news

Times hard, money down, but we’re gettin' through

Recession Proof (recession proof)

Recession Proof (recession proof)

Cash flow and market crash, I’m collectin' loot

Times hard, money down, true but we’re gettin' through

Recession Proof, cash market crash, I’m collectin' loot

Punk, get ya bank up

Molly Brown motherfucker can’t sink us

(Now, why they comin' with the picture but they can’t bust)

Better pay us, gettin' wetter than a paintbrush

(If you goin' full, let a nigga fill a tank up)

Do you want more, we will fucking bankrupt

Now we’re on a more tour

(Steadier than Bruce Lee on the fourth floor)

Now we’re on the third puttin' words on the scoreboard

Every city I’m heard, bitch, give me my turn

(In the Midi I burn like hay, in the middle of a barn ok look away get sprayed)

They never get cake cause they never take this gray

(Hit this 'a', but they really lookin' (?))

Shot shots ricochet, hit 'em when they aim this way

(Knock knock, pick a play, actin' like a bitch, get laid)

Hip hop out of the Midi West dipped in Strange

(So Rob Zombie, I’m finna get them brains

Hop up in another whip and then switch lanes)

When we got up into the game, we made a big bang

Now everybody has heard about our way the dick hang

This way, (that way)

Does it give me back pain, these motherfuckers wanna piggyback fame

(And they lookin' big Willy with his wiggy whack name)

In the state of Missouri, Killer City where cash reign