Bryant Dope - Appeal Of The Underworld lyrics

(Hook) This the appeal of the underworld Fast money, fast livin', fast f**in' girls This the appeal of the underworld Fast money, fast livin', fast f**in' girls This the appeal of the underworld Fast money, fast livin', fast f**in' girls This the appeal of the underworld Fast money, fast uh (Verse 1) I got hit up by my mans He told me he got a plan Cop a QB, break it down and sell that sh** by the gram He told me he got a taste Flipped two Os in a day Made profit and saw his money problems almost erase sponsored links He told me, put down 5 That's enough for a flip And, Dope I know you smoke See, you can keep your own zip He told me, 50/50 profit A few 50s in your pocket And when we get the pounds If you peepin' what we coppin' now Now that all sound appealin' But that young life of dealin' Got stuck here, I'm thinkin' 'bout School, my future, and where we gonna end up Fast lives get slowed up By bullets who come from n***as who hate you b**hes who snitch and n***as who rob Listen to moms and go get a job I know I said f** it, but look at the time We 20 years deep, and n***as gotta eat Whatever move you make, my n***a Keep it G (Hook) This the appeal of the underworld Fast money, fast livin', fast f**in' girls This the appeal of the underworld Fast money, fast livin', fast f**in' girls This the appeal of the underworld Fast money, fast livin', fast f**in' girls This the appeal of the underworld Fast money, fast uh (Verse 2) I knew this chick Who's mans had a fetish for bricks He would stay low key She would bag up his sh** Move work cross town Kept her stash in the whip Right under the seat And kept the bread by her tit One day, she was swervin' on the BQE She got stopped by the Ds Panicked and started to speed They caught up to her And put a cuff on her sleeve In the car they found a few keys Cryin', she was tryin' to breathe Now, they told her Tell us your connect, miss I'm seein' by your necklace Your man move bricks ? Now check it, we know your not connected If you give us his name You will get a lower sentence So she snitched on her man When he thought she would stand by his side Down to ride, but shortie couldn't do the time On him, shortie just put the crime Never trust a b**h in this era At the end of the day Shortie only 'bout the cheddar (Hook) This the appeal of the underworld Fast money, fast livin', fast f**in' girls This the appeal of the underworld Fast money, fast livin', fast f**in' girls This the appeal of the underworld Fast money, fast livin', fast f**in' girls This the appeal of the underworld Fast money, fast uh