| DollarDollar | |
| I'm 'bout my game, can't take *******t light | |
| Rich today, be broke tonight | |
| I duck the pin 'cuz | |
| I seek the light | |
| On my grind, my grind's my life | |
| My life's my hood, my home is slums | |
| My boys is deep, hoes is young | |
| Funk is here, | |
| I'm out the way | |
| I stash the cash for that rainy day | |
| Those days to come, my storm awaits | |
| I save for now, for babenapes | |
| For cars and wheels, for grills and chains | |
| For cows and bulls, for screens and bang | |
| For candy paint, my life done changed | |
| My kids is grown, | |
| I needs the bank | |
| My bank for real, | |
| I leaves behind | |
| A name that lives for years uh, uh | |
| Big ******* and drink, rims and candy paint | |
| Fresh shoes and clothes, keep several hoes | |
| Y'all idolize me, | |
| I do it for the dollar | |
| Girls slide down the pole, *******s trick for hoes | |
| We sell tons of ****, | |
| I ain't never broke | |
| Ain't my fault that the world revolves the dollar | |
| I dips to clubs, gets major play | |
| From major hoes in a major way | |
| Short skirts and boots, thick ass with thighs | |
| She said it's yours, come ******* me eyes | |
| Got hoes with jobs, got hoes with games | |
| Got freaky hoes that dance with hey | |
| They likes my style and | |
| I like they ways | |
| She wants what's mine and | |
| I want what pays | |
| I love these hoes without my heart | |
| I ******* they mind not private parts | |
| They falls in lust, ******* game in truth | |
| She leaves her man 'cuz | |
| I keeps her loose | |
| She dreams of me, just met the chick | |
| She mean to you 'cuz you stressed the ******* | |
| I takes her home, you sweat the *******t | |
| She rolls her eyes like ' | |
| The Exorcist' | |
| Big ******* and drink, rims and candy paint | |
| Fresh shoes and clothes, keep several hoes | |
| Y'all idolize me, | |
| I do it for the dollar | |
| Girls slide down the pole, *******s trick for hoes | |
| We sell tons of ****, | |
| I ain't never broke | |
| Ain't my fault that the world revolves the dollar | |
| It's in my blood, been real for deep | |
| Ain't changed a bit, | |
| I claim the streets | |
| I've left the hood but made it back | |
| Sold *******, smoked and | |
| I jackedProphets from crack, bought *******pits and gats | |
| Bulldogs and hogs, my life | |
| I rapPut down in words, **** fiends in packs | |
| My block I love and they love me back | |
| Homeboys is feuding, got hate for none | |
| I rise for real, | |
| I stay with guns | |
| I sleep alone 'cuz | |
| I trust myself | |
| Respect for all but | |
| I deals in death | |
| That's real in depth, can't bite my tongue | |
| I speaks my mind that's where | |
| I'm fromThat's how | |
| I'm raised, | |
| I'm cut from that | |
| That's how | |
| I'm made, can't ******* with that | |
| Big ******* and drink, rims and candy paint | |
| Fresh shoes and clothes, keep several hoes | |
| Y'all idolize me, | |
| I do it for the dollar | |
| Girls slide down the pole, *******s trick for hoes | |
| We sell tons of ****, | |
| I ain't never broke | |
| Ain't my fault that the world revolves the dollar | |
| Big ******* and drink, rims and candy paint | |
| Fresh shoes and clothes, keep several hoes | |
| Y'all idolize me, | |
| I do it for the dollar | |
| Girls slide down the pole, *******s trick for hoes | |
| We sell tons of ****, | |
| I ain't never broke | |
| Ain't my fault that the world revolves the dollar |