Remember knocking on they door hoping that they let me in
Dreams of a dope boy cars, ho's and Benjamins
I look like a dope boy look at what the streets did
I stick to the code boy even though the streets rid
Might take some federal chances to get the money
I swear we ballin no audible we aint punting
I cant be beefing with niggas I want the money
I got lil cuz in the back ready to pull a homi yeah
Ready to slide dawg burn the tires off
Have yo mind on I got mines on til I'm throwed off
I been lied on testified on
Guess that go another street nigga turned law
Nigga don't be really with you they against you gotta watch em
I don't even trust my momma why the f*ck I'll trust a potna
I wont never wife that bitch if she don't love my son and daughter
I got love for my lil brother but he act like I had crossed him
I got real love for Lil T but she don't love me back too often
I got real love for Lil B he like a brother I can call em
Ima star when I'm in the hood cause all the kids ask for a dollar
Yeah came from at the bottom to the top is all we holler
Cuz told me keep going keep going
Ima make some millions put my whole team on it
I love that money ima put a ring on it
Kick down the door f*ck if the bell ring on it
Remember knocking on they door hoping that they let me in
Dreams of a dope boy cars, ho's and Benjamins
I look like a dope boy look at what the streets did
I stick to the code boy even though the streets rid
Might take some federal chances to get the money
I swear we ballin no audible we aint punting
I cant be beefing with niggas I want the money
I got lil cuz in the back ready to pull a homi yeah
We come from the streets we didn't have no guidance
Momma tried to guide me youngn want a body
Keep all of yo secrets I aint gone never tell nobody
Gave my loyalty but that shit brought me none but liars
I know they gone pick up a phone and call me
Lil Zy them gotta eat no I cant be rapping for free
I like my bitches neat that's apart of being a lil freak
Gotta let that money talk cause when niggas talk it be cheap
Yea
What that money said make a flip yea
I don't trip yea might be crip yea this for Nip yea
Roll a zip yea load a clip yea on a stick yea
Let hit it yea screaming f*ck 12
What a good time to be alive
I fell 10 times and got back up fasho 11 times
I seen my family cross my family for a little shine
And I had already kick the door you know I'm in this time
Remember knocking on they door hoping that they let me in
Dreams of a dope boy cars, ho's and Benjamins
I look like a dope boy look at what the streets did
I stick to the code boy even though the streets rid
Might take some federal chances to get the money
I swear we ballin no audible we aint punting
I cant be beefing with niggas I want the money
I got lil cuz in the back ready to pull a homi yeah
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Remember knocking on they door hoping that they let me in
Dreams of a dope boy cars, ho's and Benjamins
I look like a dope boy look at what the streets did
I stick to the code boy even though the streets rid
Might take some federal chances to get the money
I swear we ballin no audible we aint punting
I cant be beefing with niggas I want the money
I got lil cuz in the back ready to pull a homi yeah
Ready to slide dawg burn the tires off
Have yo mind on I got mines on til I'm throwed off
I been lied on testified on
Guess that go another street nigga turned law
Nigga don't be really with you they against you gotta watch em
I don't even trust my momma why the f*ck I'll trust a potna
I wont never wife that bitch if she don't love my son and daughter
I got love for my lil brother but he act like I had crossed him
I got real love for Lil T but she don't love me back too often
I got real love for Lil B he like a brother I can call em
Ima star when I'm in the hood cause all the kids ask for a dollar
Yeah came from at the bottom to the top is all we holler
Cuz told me keep going keep going
Ima make some millions put my whole team on it
I love that money ima put a ring on it
Kick down the door f*ck if the bell ring on it
Remember knocking on they door hoping that they let me in
Dreams of a dope boy cars, ho's and Benjamins
I look like a dope boy look at what the streets did
I stick to the code boy even though the streets rid
Might take some federal chances to get the money
I swear we ballin no audible we aint punting
I cant be beefing with niggas I want the money
I got lil cuz in the back ready to pull a homi yeah
We come from the streets we didn't have no guidance
Momma tried to guide me youngn want a body
Keep all of yo secrets I aint gone never tell nobody
Gave my loyalty but that shit brought me none but liars
I know they gone pick up a phone and call me
Lil Zy them gotta eat no I cant be rapping for free
I like my bitches neat that's apart of being a lil freak
Gotta let that money talk cause when niggas talk it be cheap
Yea
What that money said make a flip yea
I don't trip yea might be crip yea this for Nip yea
Roll a zip yea load a clip yea on a stick yea
Let hit it yea screaming f*ck 12
What a good time to be alive
I fell 10 times and got back up fasho 11 times
I seen my family cross my family for a little shine
And I had already kick the door you know I'm in this time
Remember knocking on they door hoping that they let me in
Dreams of a dope boy cars, ho's and Benjamins
I look like a dope boy look at what the streets did
I stick to the code boy even though the streets rid
Might take some federal chances to get the money
I swear we ballin no audible we aint punting
I cant be beefing with niggas I want the money
I got lil cuz in the back ready to pull a homi yeah
Dreams of a dope boy cars, ho's and Benjamins
I look like a dope boy look at what the streets did
I stick to the code boy even though the streets rid
Might take some federal chances to get the money
I swear we ballin no audible we aint punting
I cant be beefing with niggas I want the money
I got lil cuz in the back ready to pull a homi yeah
Ready to slide dawg burn the tires off
Have yo mind on I got mines on til I'm throwed off
I been lied on testified on
Guess that go another street nigga turned law
Nigga don't be really with you they against you gotta watch em
I don't even trust my momma why the f*ck I'll trust a potna
I wont never wife that bitch if she don't love my son and daughter
I got love for my lil brother but he act like I had crossed him
I got real love for Lil T but she don't love me back too often
I got real love for Lil B he like a brother I can call em
Ima star when I'm in the hood cause all the kids ask for a dollar
Yeah came from at the bottom to the top is all we holler
Cuz told me keep going keep going
Ima make some millions put my whole team on it
I love that money ima put a ring on it
Kick down the door f*ck if the bell ring on it
Remember knocking on they door hoping that they let me in
Dreams of a dope boy cars, ho's and Benjamins
I look like a dope boy look at what the streets did
I stick to the code boy even though the streets rid
Might take some federal chances to get the money
I swear we ballin no audible we aint punting
I cant be beefing with niggas I want the money
I got lil cuz in the back ready to pull a homi yeah
We come from the streets we didn't have no guidance
Momma tried to guide me youngn want a body
Keep all of yo secrets I aint gone never tell nobody
Gave my loyalty but that shit brought me none but liars
I know they gone pick up a phone and call me
Lil Zy them gotta eat no I cant be rapping for free
I like my bitches neat that's apart of being a lil freak
Gotta let that money talk cause when niggas talk it be cheap
Yea
What that money said make a flip yea
I don't trip yea might be crip yea this for Nip yea
Roll a zip yea load a clip yea on a stick yea
Let hit it yea screaming f*ck 12
What a good time to be alive
I fell 10 times and got back up fasho 11 times
I seen my family cross my family for a little shine
And I had already kick the door you know I'm in this time
Remember knocking on they door hoping that they let me in
Dreams of a dope boy cars, ho's and Benjamins
I look like a dope boy look at what the streets did
I stick to the code boy even though the streets rid
Might take some federal chances to get the money
I swear we ballin no audible we aint punting
I cant be beefing with niggas I want the money
I got lil cuz in the back ready to pull a homi yeah
Writer: Artis Richardson
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid