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Dollar

Dollar

Dollar

I'm 'bout my game, can't take shit light

Rich today, be broke tonight

I duck the pin 'cuz I seek the light

On my grind, my grind's my life

My life's my hood, my home is slums

My boys is deep, hoes is young

Funk is here, I'm out the way

I stash the cash for that rainy day

Those days to come, my storm awaits

I save for now, for babenapes

For cars and wheels, for grills and chains

For cows and bulls, for screens and bang

For candy paint, my life done changed

My kids is grown, I needs the bank

My bank for real, I leaves behind

A name that lives for years uh, uh

Big weed and drink, rims and candy paint

Fresh shoes and clothes, keep several hoes

Y'all idolize me, I do it for the dollar

Girls slide down the pole, niggas trick for hoes

We sell tons of dope, I ain't never broke

Ain't my fault that the world revolves the dollar

I dips to clubs, gets major play

From major hoes in a major way

Short skirts and boots, thick ass with thighs

She said it's yours, come fuck me eyes

Got hoes with jobs, got hoes with games

Got freaky hoes that dance with hey

They likes my style and I like they ways

She wants what's mine and I want what pays

I love these hoes without my heart

I fucks they mind not private parts

They falls in lust, dick game in truth

She leaves her man 'cuz I keeps her loose

She dreams of me, just met the chick

She mean to you 'cuz you stressed the bitch

I takes her home, you sweat the shit

She rolls her eyes like 'The Exorcist'

Big weed and drink, rims and candy paint

Fresh shoes and clothes, keep several hoes

Y'all idolize me, I do it for the dollar

Girls slide down the pole, niggas trick for hoes

We sell tons of dope, I ain't never broke

Ain't my fault that the world revolves the dollar

It's in my blood, been real for deep

Ain't changed a bit, I claim the streets

I've left the hood but made it back

Sold cocaine, smoked and I jacked

Prophets from crack, bought cockpits and gats

Bulldogs and hogs, my life I rap

Put down in words, dope fiends in packs

My block I love and they love me back

Homeboys is feuding, got hate for none

I rise for real, I stay with guns

I sleep alone 'cuz I trust myself

Respect for all but I deals in death

That's real in depth, can't bite my tongue

I speaks my mind that's where I'm from

That's how I'm raised, I'm cut from that

That's how I'm made, can't fuck with that

Big weed and drink, rims and candy paint

Fresh shoes and clothes, keep several hoes

Y'all idolize me, I do it for the dollar

Girls slide down the pole, niggas trick for hoes

We sell tons of dope, I ain't never broke

Ain't my fault that the world revolves the dollar

Big weed and drink, rims and candy paint

Fresh shoes and clothes, keep several hoes

Y'all idolize me, I do it for the dollar

Girls slide down the pole, niggas trick for hoes

We sell tons of dope, I ain't never broke

Ain't my fault that the world revolves the dollar

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