Back in Da Daze
Im on my way to the money
And i aint stoppin
Im ballin out goin crazy
Dennis Rodman
Im stayin outta way
Like on a island
My lil foreign bitch came
Right off a island
Im workin hard as a slave
To get a dolla
So many ways to get paid
It aint a problem
Remember Back in the days
We had nothin
But heartaches n pain
We had a lotta
Remember grandma
Makin eggs in the mornin
I wanted juice wit my meal
But we had water
My lil adidas was clean
I wanted Jordan's
I aint complain
I was happy wit what was offered
We use to hoop
Wit a crate up in the streets
We had to run from
The strays and the police
Layed down on hardwood floors
Aint get no sleep
Countin roaches on the wall
Aint no sheep
I got my family on my back
Like a tattoo
I look my mama in her eyes
And said i got you
She pray fa me
Dont like some things that i do
Never mean to make u worry
Just shit i gotta do
Im on my way to the money
And i aint stoppin
Im ballin out goin crazy
Dennis Rodman
Im stayin outta way
Like on a island
My lil foreign bitch came
Right off a island
Im workin hard as a slave
To get a dolla
So many ways to get paid
It aint a problem
Remember Back in the days
We had nothin
But heartaches n pain
We had a lotta
I know i wasnt flyest
Back in middle school
U couldn't tell they treated me
Like i was hella cool
Sellin candy in the hall was
Against the rules
Been hustlin since i was only
Just a little dude
Early morning
U see fiens out lurkin
Prostitutes and the
Dealers always workin
They took my nigga
Off this earth
What was the purpose
I wish that i could take the pain
From his mother
Just know that life aint a game
But it got levels
These niggas out here insane
Lookin fa trouble
Its a lot more than just trees
Up in the jungle
These animals see u eat
And come take it from u
Im on my way to the money
And i aint stoppin
Im ballin out goin crazy
Dennis Rodman
Im stayin outta way
Like on a island
My lil foreign bitch came
Right off a island
Im workin hard as a slave
To get a dolla
So many ways to get paid
It aint a problem
Remember Back in the days
We had nothin
But heartaches n pain
We had a lotta
And i aint stoppin
Im ballin out goin crazy
Dennis Rodman
Im stayin outta way
Like on a island
My lil foreign bitch came
Right off a island
Im workin hard as a slave
To get a dolla
So many ways to get paid
It aint a problem
Remember Back in the days
We had nothin
But heartaches n pain
We had a lotta
Remember grandma
Makin eggs in the mornin
I wanted juice wit my meal
But we had water
My lil adidas was clean
I wanted Jordan's
I aint complain
I was happy wit what was offered
We use to hoop
Wit a crate up in the streets
We had to run from
The strays and the police
Layed down on hardwood floors
Aint get no sleep
Countin roaches on the wall
Aint no sheep
I got my family on my back
Like a tattoo
I look my mama in her eyes
And said i got you
She pray fa me
Dont like some things that i do
Never mean to make u worry
Just shit i gotta do
Im on my way to the money
And i aint stoppin
Im ballin out goin crazy
Dennis Rodman
Im stayin outta way
Like on a island
My lil foreign bitch came
Right off a island
Im workin hard as a slave
To get a dolla
So many ways to get paid
It aint a problem
Remember Back in the days
We had nothin
But heartaches n pain
We had a lotta
I know i wasnt flyest
Back in middle school
U couldn't tell they treated me
Like i was hella cool
Sellin candy in the hall was
Against the rules
Been hustlin since i was only
Just a little dude
Early morning
U see fiens out lurkin
Prostitutes and the
Dealers always workin
They took my nigga
Off this earth
What was the purpose
I wish that i could take the pain
From his mother
Just know that life aint a game
But it got levels
These niggas out here insane
Lookin fa trouble
Its a lot more than just trees
Up in the jungle
These animals see u eat
And come take it from u
Im on my way to the money
And i aint stoppin
Im ballin out goin crazy
Dennis Rodman
Im stayin outta way
Like on a island
My lil foreign bitch came
Right off a island
Im workin hard as a slave
To get a dolla
So many ways to get paid
It aint a problem
Remember Back in the days
We had nothin
But heartaches n pain
We had a lotta
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Writer(s): Dejuan Grant
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