Was My Dawg

Thought you was my dawg
You start acting funny we fell off
We used to get money together we beefing we letting them shells off
Bro got the Glock he gonna let it off
We on the block trying sell it all
Riding by myself how I'm better off
'Cuz if we get caught you might tell it all
Four five six we can bet it all
3G the bank I make withdrawals
Big dog on me when I let zips off
I'm let the stick off if I'm pissed off
Hit him with the rocket bet he gonna liftoff
Before I bite the cheese I'm cutting my lips off
Fade away with that heat when i shoot call me Chris Bosh
I stay in my lane I don't criss cross

Im down to ride I never switched sides that nigga switch sides and that's how he died
I heard they wanna rob me well come on and try it
That chopper put him on a hollow tip diet
I walked in the room but I'm the flyest
King of the jungle call me Your Highness
I ain't trying rumble nigga I'm firing if the cookie crumble that's how he dying
Speak up don't mumble nigga what's on your mind
Where I'm from they know we keep it a thousand
3G gonna hit lil boy you better stop doubting
When I leave to make a hit she start pouting
My heart cold it's on top of a mountain
Like go-go hit the drum body start bouncing
The score like six and one fuck they ain't counting
Ain't gotta announce it all the killers been vouching

Thought you was my dawg
You start acting funny we fell off
We used to get money together we beefing we letting them shells off
Bro got the Glock he gonna let it off
We on the block trying sell it all
Riding by myself how I' better off
'Cuz if we get caught you might tell it all
Four five six we can bet it all
3G The bank I make withdrawals
Big dog on me when I let zips off
I'm let the stick off if im pissed off
Hit him with the rocket bet he gonna liftoff
Before I bite the cheese Im cutting my lips off
Fade away with that heat when I shoot call me chris bosh
I stay in my lane I don't criss cross



Credits
Writer(s): Habib Yansaneh
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