Bonfire Dre, J.D.L - Counterfeit Lyrics

That's Dre
My money keep on climbing
Your money counterfeit
Y'all say I came back
But I ain't ever dip
I'm counting blue papers
You seeing pink slips
She brought some Casamigos
Drunk after two sips
Talk to em'
Yeah I'm on go, and y'all some hoes, you can't stand close
You can't stand close
I would complain, but can't complain, this the life I chose
The life I chose
I'm tryna run it up to a point where I get 50k a show
Just so I can pop some tags on some clothes
I don't got friends I got bros
I got bros
I remember how all of them did me, ain't go no remorse
Ain't got no remorse
It's the same ones talking the ones who won't jump off the porch
Never that
Doing better than teachers that flunked me all on my reports
You better not stand too close, you'd fuck around and get scorched
Feel amazing to win, I ain't going back
Yeah
Early mornings, late nights, what you know bout' that
Yeah
I put my blood and my sweat and tears
One things for sure, I ain't staying here
And I ain't slowing down
Got my team all on my back and we all showing out
Yeah
Til it's over now, yeah it's going down
We might pack this show right out just like it's Rolling Loud
My money keep on climbing
Your money counterfeit
Uh huh
Y'all say I came back
But I ain't ever dip
Uh huh
I'm counting blue papers
You seeing pink slips
She brought some Casamigos
Drunk after two sips
Yeah I'm on go, and y'all some hoes, you can't stand close
I would complain, but can't complain, this the life I chose
I'm tryna run it up to a point where I get 50k a show
Just so I can pop some tags on some clothes
I don't got friends I got bros
Yeah
Got a thot on her knees
Saying please fuck with me
But I can't fuck with the streets
Maybe just for the weekend
But I am not for the weak
Don't come around less your bleeding
Gotta do the dash, Need for Speed
Man why these bitches always tweaking
Play with my heart, you think you can get to me
Don't fuck with nobody, bitch you a threat to me
Give me some love and you might get the rest of me
Only if you prove your loyalty
Loyalty
Where I come from those people dont fuck with me
Fuck with me
When I walk into the room they up and leave
But I do this on my own, don't worry bout' it
I been smoking on this weed too much, my mind is kind of clouded
Please don't try to fuck with me if all you want is to be clouted
I just drop a couple songs and then I make a hundred thousand
Yeah
Ooh
Ooh
Ooh
Ooh

That's Dre
My money keep on climbing
Your money counterfeit
Y'all say I came back
But I ain't ever dip
I'm counting blue papers
You seeing pink slips
She brought some Casamigos
Drunk after two sips
Talk to em'
Yeah I'm on go, and y'all some hoes, you can't stand close
You can't stand close
I would complain, but can't complain, this the life I chose
The life I chose
I'm tryna run it up to a point where I get 50k a show
Just so I can pop some tags on some clothes
I don't got friends I got bros
I got bros
I remember how all of them did me, ain't go no remorse
Ain't got no remorse
It's the same ones talking the ones who won't jump off the porch
Never that
Doing better than teachers that flunked me all on my reports
You better not stand too close, you'd fuck around and get scorched
Feel amazing to win, I ain't going back
Yeah
Early mornings, late nights, what you know bout' that
Yeah
I put my blood and my sweat and tears
One things for sure, I ain't staying here
And I ain't slowing down
Got my team all on my back and we all showing out
Yeah
Til it's over now, yeah it's going down
We might pack this show right out just like it's Rolling Loud
My money keep on climbing
Your money counterfeit
Uh huh
Y'all say I came back
But I ain't ever dip
Uh huh
I'm counting blue papers
You seeing pink slips
She brought some Casamigos
Drunk after two sips
Yeah I'm on go, and y'all some hoes, you can't stand close
I would complain, but can't complain, this the life I chose
I'm tryna run it up to a point where I get 50k a show
Just so I can pop some tags on some clothes
I don't got friends I got bros
Yeah
Got a thot on her knees
Saying please fuck with me
But I can't fuck with the streets
Maybe just for the weekend
But I am not for the weak
Don't come around less your bleeding
Gotta do the dash, Need for Speed
Man why these bitches always tweaking
Play with my heart, you think you can get to me
Don't fuck with nobody, bitch you a threat to me
Give me some love and you might get the rest of me
Only if you prove your loyalty
Loyalty
Where I come from those people dont fuck with me
Fuck with me
When I walk into the room they up and leave
But I do this on my own, don't worry bout' it
I been smoking on this weed too much, my mind is kind of clouded
Please don't try to fuck with me if all you want is to be clouted
I just drop a couple songs and then I make a hundred thousand
Yeah
Ooh
Ooh
Ooh
Ooh