(Time to run the dope)
Aye, Hold on
[Hook]:
Sold that dope in my momma crib
I get the money, a lot of it
Im off the henny, im out of it
And I did some things, I ain't proud of it
And I still can't name one ni**a I trust
I gotta dip right after I bust
Sod that dope same color as rust
No new friends cause he not one of us
[Verse]:
Huh, right
Had to sell that dope till I make it
If I can't get it I take it
I was stuck in that field like Peyton
I got way to tired of waiting
And Im still around demons like satan
Too high I don't know whatchu saying
My moms in the crib still praying (shiiiii)
In the trap had to sell that work
Started rapping like this better work
She complained I don't know her worth
I don't trust no one on this earth
To shine like this had to grind like that
Take that loss gotta get it right back
Put my heart and my soul on the track
Rubber bands all around my stack
[Hook]:
Sold that dope in my momma crib
I get the money, a lot of it
Im off the henny, im out of it
And I did some things, I ain't proud of it
And I still can't name one ni**a I trust
I gotta dip right after I bust
Sod that dope same color as rust
No new friends cause he not one of us
Sold that dope in my momma crib
I get the money, a lot of it
Im off the henny, im out of it
And I did some things, I ain't proud of it
And I still can't name one ni**a I trust
I gotta dip right after I bust
Sod that dope same color as rust
No new friends cause he not one of us