My Dawg
Nigga
Thinkin' bout my dawgs that ain't never makin' bang
I been stackin' up my paper, tryna get them niggas clapped
They think all I do is rap, they don't even know we dangerous
They know we got guns, in them cases, yeah, they came with us
All they want is racks, watch my back and all my niggas round
Pistols on my lap, riding around, can't keep my head down
Cellphones be tapped, I don't know shit about no murder, nigga
All I know is stay down with the gang and make that money, baby
All I know is bands, I just jumped right off a jet plane
Diamonds round the watch, I got introduced to Plain Jane
Go right off the dock, Benji Franklin, that's my best friend
All my niggas dead, I can't get along with new friends
It's new bands, I swear, pull up in some shit that cost about a hundred, they just look
I got rich off all my lonely niggas, left ain't love me back
Told them niggas, pull up on me at the top where I'll be at
Still remember, used to run a nigga down and take his bags
I been stackin' up my paper, tryna get them niggas clapped
They think all I do is rap, they don't even know we dangerous
They know we got guns, in them cases, yeah, they came with us
All they want is racks, watch my back and all my niggas round
Pistols on my lap, riding around, can't keep my head down
Cellphones be tapped, I don't know shit about no murder, nigga
All I know is stay down with the gang and make that money bigger
All I know is gang, gang, gang
Why can I fuck with these niggas at all?
Know they be waiting, thinking I'm a fuck
I just need one song and we on
I take them all back, swear it's all a hobby when you deal with the pain
I pray these niggas remember my name
Fuckin' these bitches like niggas move
Look at this shit, condo wrist
I got these niggas upset now
We get the bag and back on the roll
I swear the pain is burning my soul
I told my jeweler, it's us now
Be like, you think that's enough now?
I wanna shine when the sun down (sun down)
Thinkin' bout my dogs, that ain't never make it bad
I been stackin' up my paper, tryna get them niggas clapped
You think all I do is rap? They don't even know we dangerous
They know we got guns In them cases, yeah, they came with us
All they want is racks, watch my back and all my niggas round
Pistols on my lap, riding around, can't keep my head down
Cellphones be tapped, I don't know shit about no murder, nigga
All I know is stay down with the gang and make that money bigger
I know it ain't, ain't, ain't, niggas
Let's go Let's go
Thinkin' bout my dawgs that ain't never makin' bang
I been stackin' up my paper, tryna get them niggas clapped
They think all I do is rap, they don't even know we dangerous
They know we got guns, in them cases, yeah, they came with us
All they want is racks, watch my back and all my niggas round
Pistols on my lap, riding around, can't keep my head down
Cellphones be tapped, I don't know shit about no murder, nigga
All I know is stay down with the gang and make that money, baby
All I know is bands, I just jumped right off a jet plane
Diamonds round the watch, I got introduced to Plain Jane
Go right off the dock, Benji Franklin, that's my best friend
All my niggas dead, I can't get along with new friends
It's new bands, I swear, pull up in some shit that cost about a hundred, they just look
I got rich off all my lonely niggas, left ain't love me back
Told them niggas, pull up on me at the top where I'll be at
Still remember, used to run a nigga down and take his bags
I been stackin' up my paper, tryna get them niggas clapped
They think all I do is rap, they don't even know we dangerous
They know we got guns, in them cases, yeah, they came with us
All they want is racks, watch my back and all my niggas round
Pistols on my lap, riding around, can't keep my head down
Cellphones be tapped, I don't know shit about no murder, nigga
All I know is stay down with the gang and make that money bigger
All I know is gang, gang, gang
Why can I fuck with these niggas at all?
Know they be waiting, thinking I'm a fuck
I just need one song and we on
I take them all back, swear it's all a hobby when you deal with the pain
I pray these niggas remember my name
Fuckin' these bitches like niggas move
Look at this shit, condo wrist
I got these niggas upset now
We get the bag and back on the roll
I swear the pain is burning my soul
I told my jeweler, it's us now
Be like, you think that's enough now?
I wanna shine when the sun down (sun down)
Thinkin' bout my dogs, that ain't never make it bad
I been stackin' up my paper, tryna get them niggas clapped
You think all I do is rap? They don't even know we dangerous
They know we got guns In them cases, yeah, they came with us
All they want is racks, watch my back and all my niggas round
Pistols on my lap, riding around, can't keep my head down
Cellphones be tapped, I don't know shit about no murder, nigga
All I know is stay down with the gang and make that money bigger
I know it ain't, ain't, ain't, niggas
Let's go Let's go
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Writer(s): Alec Appolloni, Sirod Mcdaniels, P3k On 1thou
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