A Dog Lyrics

And I ain’t even gon do no adlibs on this shit

Y’all gotta capture what y’all can capture its all game tho

Word spread quick when your work is legit

These days I ain’t gotta touch the block to get chips

Got stock in that shit no more mops in the whip

I’m married to that cake Betty Crocker my chick

For 10 years I ain’t have a pot just to piss

Thoughts of robbery with that glock on my hip

Running out of time like a clock don’t exist

So I can’t stop this sprint I gotta win this race

At all cost for that smile on my son face

Nigga murdered up the street that’s another cold case

Another mom crying dropping tears on her lace

Can’t bang with you niggas that movement slow pace

Plan to buy back the hood up next the whole state

I like to see my fortune I ain’t trusting no banks

Money wrapped up in the walls like some fucking cove base

Yea it’s still trap or die niggas stuck in 08

My life already written

God typed it so vivid

Them rims clean as shit bro but how ya mom living

We roll around in cars we really own that’s the difference

I ain’t gotta worry bout that repo man in the distance

Wake up brush my teeth then plot a plan for some riches

Xbox collecting dust no time for playing on that system

I’m tryne change the system

Poorly made need fixing

It’s like the sun shining every where except my district I don’t get it

Sometimes I don’t know if it’s really for me to understand

All I can do is hold up my end yah mean

5 finger discount everybody coming

Drop some real shit over instrumentals don’t nobody want it

At a point the disregard was kinda hard for me to stomach

Til I realized bottom feeders only wanna see you plummet cuz they hungry

But all they get is stare downs

I’ve fed so many niggas that my plate bare now

I’ve loaned so many dollars that I know I won’t see

But a bitter ass nigga is something I won’t be

Had 10 years fed time in my old V

At any given moment could be up shits creek

God had my back otherwise I’m lonely

Or a pretty round brown next week my old thing

If I’m caught im just caught fuck a snitching co-d

Gahdamn the risks we take for a icy rolie

Singles for the strippers without those you ain’t hitting on shit

So cocky splash they ass with some liquor

And still get my

Hoping I get picked up

By a label cuz these rappers ain’t living what they spit bruh

Me I’m on that big fish

Tomorrow’s on my wish list only right that I be grateful for my presence like Christmas

Shit could really be worst

My likeness on a t-shirt

The bag been kinda sweet lately though it make my teeth hurt

Ya song become a hit what I’m gon make off this free verse

You thought I did it big this life wait until my rebirth

That’s a fact it’s Biz

And that’s coming

Maybe sooner than later