Doja

Yeah, this your boy Donn Dro
Coming through with straight gas when I smoke
Uh, Duval records
We about to roll another one

Yeah
I need exposure to sell my Doja
Yeah, I'm on the other side of town
If you need something, I'm pulling up

I'm about to slide on 295
I ride around in Duval with a fat sack of that sticky
Bad bitch, she real fine, in the focus, she with me
I'm about to roll another one, yeah, yeah, yeah

I'm about to roll another one, yeah, yeah, yeah
Slow life, I live, so I smoke weed, an sip gin
Life is too short and they say fools rush in
Through adversity, I learned I hate the situation

So I went to Mary Jane and she gave me an occupation
Hail Mary, every day that I make it
Life is a bitch, sometimes she get naked
Say she wanna fuck and the bitch, she couldn't take it

Now she laid out on my bed and she quivering and shaking
One phone call, a ring, the goons come out
And I'ma really see what you about
Cause all you niggas screaming, and then you shout

Yeah, and they pout
I need exposure to sell my Doja
Yeah, I'm on the other side of town
If you need something, I'm pulling up

I'm about to slide on 295
I ride around in Duval with a fat sack of that sticky bad
Bitch, she real fine, in the focus, she with me
I'm about to roll another one, yeah, yeah, yeah

I'm about to roll another one, yeah, yeah, yeah
Conflict between what's right and wrong, my wants and needs
Life is a prison, escaping by smoking weed
But between razor wire and the fences

Spiritual battlefield, yeah
Really stuck off in the trenches
My gun jammed, no ammunition
Seems like what I do is wrong

And my baby mama, she tripping, uh
Tears of frustration, they falling from my eyes
People steal, people steal, they telling lies, yeah
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Writer(s): Larry Davis Iii
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