[Intro] Bandplay Let the band play [Verse 1] Lately I been feeling like spazzin' out Memphis niggas known for crashin' out I heard you going broke, so you assed out, haha, ayy Tryna keep up with the kid, you gon' be assed out (Yeah) Yeah, tell me how the fuck you think I got here (Ayy, tell me that) This rap game ain't shit to me but some cartwheels (This shit sweet) Ninety percent of these niggas not real (Damn) Started rapping, found out these rappers' jewelry not real (Damn) [Interlude] Damn, swear that shit hurt my heart, dawg Huh, fuck it though [Verse 2] Never had a deal but got more guap than all of y'all (It's Dolph) Lost a half of mil', that's why I started rapping, dawg (It's Dolph) Tall skinny nigga, I should've been playing ball (Brrr) But I had niggas spending a hundred grand every time they called (Hello?) It ain't shit to pick up a pistol and go rob a nigga (That's easy) I let my nuts hang, went out of town and went mobbin', nigga (Mobbin') Think 'bout my childhood, all I remember is starving, nigga (Gone) Old niggas in the hood was hating, but I ain't buy them niggas (Fuck 'em) Made a pledge with my niggas, we brothers forever (Yeah) Don't give a fuck, you right or wrong, we thuggin' forever (Yeah) Shit was treacherous in my hood, nigga (Every man for theyself) Richest nigga in my hood, nigga, huh, yeah, yeah (Do what I wanna), before this rap shit (Yeah, yeah) None of that cap shit (Yeah, yeah) Just might be the realest nigga on the map, bitch (Yeah, yeah) Had your sister holding pounds, on some trap shit (Ayy, hold that) 'Bout to go pick up some gualla, I'll be back, bitch (It's Dolph) Flew two thousand miles away by my damn self (It's Dolph) Niggas talk too much so I don't need no damn help (Fuck 'em) Dolph ran up them millis, you feel like he owe you, don't you? (Yep) But tell the truth, you would cross him out for some paper, won't you? (Yep) Why I show you so much love? You ain't never did shit for me (Hold up) I take that back, besides run your mouth like a bitch to me (Damn) I ain't got no rap friends 'cause all they bitches feeling me (Damn) They know deep down inside I'm what they nigga wanna be (Damn) Ain't nothing but one of me (Damn) He really from the streets (Damn) He really swung them P's (Damn) He really bought that double-R truck, it's not a lease (Damn) Mama called me crying, said she proud of me (I love you) Remember a couple of my own niggas doubted me (Fuck you) Found my first plug, was like I hit the lottery (Thank you, God) When I get shot, was the first time I ain't have my Glock with me .
I'm on that one on one while I roll up the fat blunt I'm on that one on one while in the streets I'm on that one on one so I'm about to hear it I'm on that 101 it's life on that rap music on this rap music
CDs Vaughn lightweight I've been on the payroll been on the Block never said that I ain't been on the Block young age growing up in the hood all Nichols know me
I fuck with Dolph and I'm a straight up lpt Columbia Mississippi nigga that boy would have shot at me he would be dead that's on south side AMBPSN AND TRENTON NJ
bruuuh how you finna Reprod a beat and throw your horrible producer tag all over it so its not even usable, and have the damn nerve to tell people to tag you if they use it. Thats some goofy lame stuff and a disrespect to dolph 💯💯💯💯💯💯
