Cassidy

Cassidy - Who Gone Help Me lyrics

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(Intro)

Yeah, miss the chicken

I went throw a lot ups and downs in life

Good times, bad times

But I learn in order to get success you gotta do it by your damn self

I don’t need no help, no assistance

I’m on my own

(Hook)

I gotta pray the lord dope me

Who knows if the plug don’t get more healthy?

But I’m still alive in the ball healthy

If I don’t do it all on my own, who gon’ help me?

[I do it alone cuz I’m all on my own

So I do it alone, who gon’ help me?] x 2

(Verse)

I might not be dealin’ with the lable

But they was convince since I was chillin’ in the cradle

Then I will make a killin, now willin’ and I’m able

I’m not gonna stop spinnin’, ‘til the dinner it’s on the table

Cats only, I know they try to block on me

Cuz they ain’t givin’ me no cream like black coffee

Your back thing when I was his son I told him: Back off me!

Cuz I got discussed and if I get drop fuck it

I’m not a slave and I’m not a puppy

Try to get cash but I don’t try to kiss ass

The label told me, yes man, you gotta switch case

For get try to split cash, you ain’t gotta make a hit case

I just laught but seems like they know which craft

And put a spell on me, make me sound the hell cun

I was the shit and I still had to smell on me

But have to change up just to get my chain up

Yo, I gotta play ahead and Lord dope me

Who knows if the ball won’t get more healthy

(Hook)

(Verse)

I started all rappin’ and writin’

Better in this side for when the niggas was nicer

I see the deal in near future

And I was back when cash really could rappin or they get lose

Yeah, I use to be a fan

Now they couldn’t wait to get the chance to get an advance

To get a damn budget but man it wasn’t the same when I start it all

Now it sound like in all this they puttin’ garbage

I don’t care what niggas talkin’ bout

Fuck what come out this ever artist

I’m still gonna heard this out

You know I’ve been the man, way before Instagram

I had 3 old balls way before word start

I run 3 cruies way before you too

And I was splittin’ flame way before you to came

But for the neediest sides I was 6 splittin’

Why you are six sippin’ piedium like

(Hook)

(Verse)

I ain’t try to fit in, I try to stay out

You the man, the worst is comin’ on my fans mouth

Even if my money run out, I’mma just hustle til they pan out

I wasn’t no hand out

I had to planed out to come up alone

Only thing that you could do for me is to leave me the fuck alone

I had to work for what I own

So I’m happy with it, I’m good, wanted a few from the hood

And I actually did it

Cuz I help myself out

But I’ll be lyin’ if I said nobody else never helped out

But back then I learn that if a man give you somethin’

Then he gonna want somethin’ back in return

Yo you know how the game go, nothin’ go, nuthin’ change

Your different run, same colors in the rainbow

But I’m a one man game so I don’t need no damn help

I rather do it by my damn self

(Hook)

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