By the code, the game a decade old
I'm livin' like Ox, big-ass house, weed nuggets in the bowl
I don't watch soccer, but I like the jerseys
They look good with my jewelry on
And my butter brown skin tone
Bitches choosing, but none I bring home
I break 'em off on sight
Introduced 'em to the rest of the stage
Done like a couple nights
If she's really down, soul on ice like my Rollie crown
We control the town from the couch, nigga
I'm smoked out
You really want that funk U.B. delivered to us in the trunk
Andretti OG, Khalifa Kush all stuffed in one joint
I proved my point
When I parked that Rolls Royce, hopped out
Forgot my phone was in my lap
My mothafuckin' screen cracked
It's all good, I'll text your bitch
And have her slide through Mac
That Apple Care kicked in
Bring me a new phone and an iPad back
Hustlers on the map, in pursuit of the scratch
Never would we relax
Money addicts relapsed (Yeah, yeah)
Two dopeboys in a Cadillac
Stayed real, struck it rich, how can you hate on that?
Two dopeboys in a Cadillac
Weed clouds in the air, diamonds in the back
Plenty bosses, pretty watches
Pull up, they ask what it cost us
Stayin' cautious, play your posture
Never takin' any losses
We declinin' offers
Too much sauce, can't get it off us
Shout out to Sauce Walka
Foreign cars and old Impalas
Million dollars, million problems
Gotta keep them millions on us
Hate 'em, dodgin', bake 'em, watch 'em
Money, tryna make it often
Now we fathers, know that God got us
They be tryna foul us
But we never die-ers, gang lifers
Rap game survivors
Paid the prices
We make history and made it twice
Off of saving Nikes and convincing girls to stay the night
That's our way of life,
dropped 2009 to say it twice
Every day's a flight
You just hatin', dawg, that ain't advice
Got my paper right
Ain't just buyin' everything in sight
Now I'm the savin' type,
So my son is straight for life
Always grindin', money on the mind,
Rollie telling time
You out of line, saying this gang life is not the vibe
Two dopeboys in a Cadillac
Stayed real, struck it rich, how can you hate on that?
Two dopeboys in a Cadillac
Weed clouds in the air, diamonds in the back
Two dopeboys in a Cadillac
Stayed real, struck it rich, how can you hate on that?
Two dopeboys in a Cadillac
Weed clouds in the air, diamonds in the back
By the code, the game a decade old
I'm livin' like Ox, big-ass house, weed nuggets in the bowl
I don't watch soccer, but I like the jerseys
They look good with my jewelry on
And my butter brown skin tone
Bitches choosing, but none I bring home
I break 'em off on sight
Introduced 'em to the rest of the stage
Done like a couple nights
If she's really down, soul on ice like my Rollie crown
We control the town from the couch, nigga
I'm smoked out
You really want that funk U.B. delivered to us in the trunk
Andretti OG, Khalifa Kush all stuffed in one joint
I proved my point
When I parked that Rolls Royce, hopped out
Forgot my phone was in my lap
Mttin' 50 out to speak
The lawyer want 30 if a nigga get killed
Do this shit for guys, I'm puttin' gag in my wheel (nigga)
10 on me now, but it's the ticket at the creed
20 on the way, I'm puttin' 50 out to speak
The lawyer want 30 if a nigga get killed
Do this shit for guys, I'm puttin' gag in my wheel (nigga)
Free 99, it's in a blitz, I just got a P90 with the tits
Oh, boy, that's a drum line, you know we all comin' when it's wartime
Peel line, boy, they give me 50 dollars every time
Can't make this up, gosh, I need nine for my youth
Put a hunnid up, boy, it only took me a month or two
Put this pistol where the abs duck, duck, goose
Y'all nigga's scary as your momma tryna call a truce
Bad boy, bad get 'em bad back
I ain't trippin' on half the weight the mop
There was a lot of niggas sleepin' on me
Homie make your money, yeah, if you ever out here speakin' on me
Roomie got offended when I upset his .30 on me
You know that shit like to a million-dollar nigga
I ain't got a pair of feet, me and bro come go get ya
Start quick, can't call BI, I hate to have to hit you
You were bit a shore as mad, I'm hitters come blitz
10 on me now, but it's the ticket at the creed
20 on the way, I'm puttin' 50 out to speak
The lawyer want 30 if a nigga get killed
Do this shit for guys, I'm puttin' gag in my wheel (nigga)
10 on me now, but it's the ticket at the creed
20 on the way, I'm puttin' 50 out to speak
The lawyer want 30 if a nigga get killed
Do this shit for guys, I'm puttin' gag in my wheel (nigga)
When I get to think about money, I get a boner
Up on my head with kissin' and die from that Corona
But everybody fuck with me, so I can't even say (no)
Don't try me, don't, 'cause that's where all the goons go where you layin'
Spread it, don't play the big homie 'cause they don't pay that
I make a killin' touchin' that rope right of the J-sets
Feds got me three for the stripe, I guess that's payback
'Cause I've been scammin' pinions and we go way back
We like the mirror rare strikes, talkin' tea and no bitches
Got it out the wood, I'm talkin' straight up out those trenches
Niggas and they fence, cut them off and I got richer
Beat me at the press and way back I needed riches
S-Class the whip, yeah, my mummy is some shit
My brother is some shit, two hundred thousand just on wits
Heavy ass Cuban on my neck, fuck a rope
I can't take the opps for real, why, 'cause a nigga is joke (a nigga's a bro)
Brought a dollar out the house, buy like 50 just to spend
Could have spent it on some balls, but I spent it on the beer
Just to see two twin bitches kissin' on their friends
Got to fully switch Drac' just to buss a nigga head
Probably need paid them ball, or they trap it with them forts out
Niggas know we really eat when it's wartime
762's come out the Drac', knock the pot now
I hope your momma make that wheel when that torch out
Wanna roll ten to bleed out, 50 if I go to trial, nigga
Fellow for the lowest if he can give me 25
Ball moley when the tills, she been knockin' doors down
Beer drop the charges, had to act like I'm surprised
My bitch judge her and her 30 thousand of bongs
And I still her in a new Louis, I be puggin'
Keep rappin' about ten K a night, that ain't nothin'
Got earrings bigger than that chain you keep tuggin'
10 on me now, but it's the ticket at the creed
20 on the way, I'm puttin' 50 out to speak
The lawyer want 30 if a nigga get killed
Do this shit for guys, I'm puttin' gag in my wheel (nigga)
10 on me now, but it's the ticket at the creed
20 on the way, I'm puttin' 50 out to speak
The lawyer want 30 if a nigga get killed
Do this shit for guys, I'm puttin' gag in my wheel (what the fuck)
Money
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