I'm Not Selling Dope No More

I've been hustling
For quite some time
Hardly home
Always on my grind
Had plans to get rich
Or die trying
Die trying
Although I'm making dough
I'm willing to let it go
Everything I bought you was with profit
From blow
But look at me now
Look at me
Got to visit my p o
Damn
I'm so stupid

But I'm not selling dope no more
Changing from a thug into a man
Baby girl I'm trying to change
Things won't always be this way
Putting my pistol away
We got us a baby on the way
Going to church with you on this Sunday
Making money the legal way
And it feels good so good
So good yeah

Girl that fast life
Keep me out all night
But the risk I take
Got us living right
Besides
I ain't never had a real job
My whole
Life
The things you do for me
That we don't talk about
Talk about
You right my wrongs
You call me out
Even asked my momma and the church
To pray for me and must've worked

Cause I'm not selling dope no more
Changing from a thug into a man
Baby girl I'm trying to change
For you girl
Things won't always be this way
Putting my pistol away
We got us a baby on the way
Going to church with you on this Sunday
Making money the legal way

Got me and you arguing weekly
These snitch niggas trying to police me
And I'm a third time felon
So the next time
They'll try to keep me
That was old
River baby
This is the new
River
Gold

I'm not selling dope no more
Changing from a thug into a man
Yesss
Baby girl I'm trying to change
Things won't always be this way
Putting my pistol away
We got us a baby on the way
Going to church with you on this Sunday
Making money the legal way
I'm not selling dope no more
Changing from a thug into a man
Baby girl I'm trying to change
Things won't always be this way
Putting my pistol away
We got us a baby on the way
Going to church with you on this Sunday
Making money the legal way

Things won't always be this way



Credits
Writer(s): Buckeeus Sadler
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