(feat. Mr. Porter)





Bank accounts big cars

Living good like a movie star

My mama house ain't in the hood no more

I moved her out to San Luis Obispo

But it's a trip though cause I'm a 20 Crip though

I gotta lay low my homies wanna do low

I got two strikes and I'm a get my third

These niggas snitching on me they think I'm selling birds

So when I'm in the streets I'm quick on my feet

See talk is cheap so I stay quick on my heat

You niggas bad well Dogg is badder

Rat-a-tatter make you niggas scatter

I went shotta your boy want me now

Went to the station that nigga straight point me out

So I'm a lay away and spray away and spray away

Cause at this time I think it's best I just stay away



They say I am a fool cause I like to do my thing my own way

I gotta couple strikes against me one more and I'm on my way

I ain't got time to hang around the hood like I used to do I gotta get my bread

Keep my head it's either go to jail or get this money instead



Separate elevate

Concentrate dominate and innovate

Try to be fly as me

And every other homie tell them lie to me

I need a deal I need some stones

I need some beats Dogg I need a loan

Help me out throw me some cash

If I got you got it and you ain't got to ask

But on the real or is it lately

A lot of homies they tried to implicate me

They say I am changed is it the fame

If I throw it to you then charge it to the game

Money fold overload

In the hood another episode

Man I'm getting old the game cold

Yeah I'm from the Dub but that ain't how I roll



They say I am a fool cause I like to do my thing my own way

I gotta couple strikes against me one more and I'm on my way

I ain't got time to hang around the hood like I used to do I gotta get my bread

Keep my head it's either go to jail or get this money instead