Off da Books

Off Da Books

This is for da streets strictly for da streets
This is for da streets strictly for da streets
This is for da streets strictly for da streets
This is for da streets strictly for da streets
This is for da streets strictly for da streets
This is for da streets strictly for da streets
This is for da streets strictly for da streets
This is for da streets strictly for da streets

Pop champagne it's a celebration
Every time one of my Gs avoid incarceration
Welcome to the inauguration
Of DL Carte Blanche the feature presentation
Usher me in as I lose these lames
And shake myself free of these flaky dames
Who all claim that they ride or die
It's all good until the turbulence arrives
The hustlers life's full of smiles and frowns
When it frowns time to move more bricks and pounds
See what you people done made me
My attitude now fuck you pay me
No tats on my frame etch my name in these streets
Play the game like a world class athlete
The King of Paper Chasin' what my niggas named me
Ain't nothin' sweet but I'm the Sugar Honey Ice Tea

And I don't need no hooks
This shit is off da books
We live this street life
Aye money watch them looks
You in the presence of crooks
We live this street life

Come from a place where steel settles most debates
Live that crooked life so my kids life is straight
Hustle for mils with deals in the back alley
Ain't no credit over here only cash and carry
Trust at a premium if at all
Get caught slippin' family catch that morning call
Fuck your back nigga watch your front
Or get confronted by some niggas who do what they want
Murder's the case that they gave me
My lawyer said fuck it do you just retain me
Keep hittin' them scores like it's target practice
When you cop your whips only time you paying taxes
On the road to the riches I'm in overdrive
Dollar signs only signs I that abide by
A street savvy motherfucker til the day I die
You need proof half of NY a cosign

Yeah I don't need no hooks
This shit is off da books
We live this street life
Aye money watch them looks
You in the presence of crooks
We live this street life

My advances in the underworld
Got a nigga getting advances from your girl
She want a real G to blow her back
Ain't no hot rap or jump shot can fuck with that
Now on twitter I'm the latest trend
Around that time I pick the shorty up in the Benz
How Ye say no my other Benz
And shorty, that's my girl's other other friend
Lifestyles of the rich and famous
More chips sweeter the cookie on my Famous Amos
Glorify crime so they try to shame us
But give us no other options can you really blame us
Please don't compare me to these rappers
That's like Trump to lotto millionaires
From the east, mid to west coast
I do this for my real hustlers here's a toast
Now live it up

And I don't need no hooks
This shit is off da books
We live this street life
Yeah aye money watch them looks
You in the presence of crooks
We live this street life



Credits
Writer(s): Dl Clark
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