Dusty Lyrics

Got tired of losing and ended up winning

Paid in full them tables start spinning

You can love the streets, but that bitch got no feelings

Dusty ass nigga turn a tint into a building

Basically turn a dollar into a million

Like fuck it... aye lets get a billion

And these bands stack up until it's way pass the ceiling

Until I pull up new coup bitch got no ceiling

Always walk around with a 30

Before 20

Most my friends died before 20

Some of the hoes I love did me dirty

But that's bound to happen when ya really from the trenches

Dusty ass nigga turn out clean like some plates

Shawty give me mouth thru my shorts no bapes

She fuck up her uggs, so we went back to the A

Cuz she brought her first pair from the A

No Christian Dior I drip my own wave

Since kid always knew how to hustle always get paid

Fuck nigga I ain't feeling you goofy ass lame

Like stripper on a broke nigga waiting to rain

Double O in this Draco bringing the pain

Don't ask where I'm at

Cuz I'm lost in my own lane

Chasing this bag don't give a fuck about fame

Business booming like Johnny dang

Turn my heart into vvss and put in my grill

So when a nigga get the spitting it's cold how it feel

If a nigga got a issue im pressing hard like nigga making pills

Smoke out the block like BBQ grill

Lion with sharks, but I'm keeping them shells/

Always show love when I'm back in the field

Gripping the steel

Think it's sweet get drop like teeth on the field

Yea

Dripping use to be Dusty nigga like yea aye

Dripping this sauce use to be Dusty ass like

Yea aye

Counting these bands use to broke ass nigga like

Yea aye