Chevy Woods - Tye Dye lyrics

[Intro: Chevy Woods] Yeah man s**a n***as do s**a sh** Diamonds pressed up against the wheel You know that's TGOD My n***a Stalley, thats MMG Smoke one [Verse 1: Chevy Woods] As that marijuana steam up, I get a clean cut Not the barber chair my n***a you know my money up You can call me what you wanna just don't call me "bro" At night them fiends used to call me for that zip of coke I know you thinking Cola but I'm talking yola I was a pimp, see for that white girl when they tell me "hol' up" Now it's credit cards and pa**ports your little money fold up They playing kid games with that little change and my money grown up Adult cash you don't see at all You at the game you a fan you see how we ball Them cards real and them cars real And yo b**h a fan so she park still When she see n***as like us roll thru here 24 months grindin' and that's 2 years That's like dough we're like dough So we can roll up that good smoke [Hook] And I'm rollin' like a player Smokin' like a hippie I heard these n***as want me tell em' them n***as come and get me Cause this is a life We chose We can't see you through all the smoke (2x) [Verse 2: Stalley] Treat my cat my hat low Savaged into my rag show Raw Papers got my eyes low I'm in my zone I'm geeked up No j**elry tucked this all out Not in the front brought the cars out Got this 'ish jumping like Ron Brows Packed inside like Run's House You bird a** n***as better run South This boss in here we off in here With burners out n***a I brought all the shooters out and they spread out Like a West Coast Offense Wanna say hike they gon' toss it ain't no fight Ain't no talkin' they just sparkin' Loyal a** n***as that'll ride for they dog, man Man, I try to keep these k**as at home But these lame a** n***as is hoes and just won't leave a n***as alone So when I say I up the chrome I ain't talkin' bout my wheels I'm talkin' bout them stones that will come and pop that steel [Hook 2x]