a^2 (a squared) - doughboy lyrics
[verse 1]
n-gg-s talkin’ bout me, i give no f-cks
you’s a broke boy, get yo dough up
pour the 4-4, now i’m slowed up
you f-ckin’ with me money, n-gg-, hold up
ridin’ with a thotty, get my d-ck sucked
made a couple flips for a quick buck
balmains on my -ss, n-gg-, zipped up
new track on the cloud, i just whipped up
tryna make my city the whole wave now
pull up to this thing ’bout to stay down
you talkin’ to the 12, you the jakes now
come [?] find out you the snake now
try to feed the team, bout to steak out
put some dots up on his face like he break out
all my n-gg-s gonna serve, no take out
tryna put double gs around my waist now
[hook]
all about my bread, i’m a doughboy
i can’t hang with you if you a broke boy
tryin’ to put my momma all up in a rolls-royce
they tryin’ to k!ll the kid ’cause they pro choice
all about my bread, i’m a doughboy
i can’t hang with you if you a broke boy
tryin’ to put my momma all up in a rolls-royce
they tryin’ to k!ll the kid ’cause they pro choice
[verse 2]
took these other rappers out the bracket, n-gg- (gang)
i spent a whole check up on my jacket, n-gg-
ain’t no kobe with these hoes, i’m a p-ss it, n-gg-
i don’t save these hoes, where the lavish n-gg-s?
keep them karats on me like a rabbit, n-gg-
sippin’ muddy sh-t, it’s a habit, n-gg-
get my paper up and then i gotta stack it, n-gg- (gang, gang)
n-gg-s wanna act goofy, keep that ratchet with you
i gotta grind for my people
nah n-gg-, we ain’t really equal (gang, gang)
if you gonna switch up i don’t need you
i’m tryin’ to be a legend like the beatles
ridin’ on the wave, don’t get dripped on
lights off, lights off but the wrist on
if you talkin’ goofy sh-t then my clip long
no [?] i leave a message at the ringtone
[hook]
all about my bread, i’m a doughboy
i can’t hang with you if you a broke boy
tryin’ to put my momma all up in a rolls-royce
they tryin’ to k!ll the kid ’cause they pro choice
all about my bread, i’m a doughboy
i can’t hang with you if you a broke boy
tryin’ to put my momma all up in a rolls-royce
they tryin’ to k!ll the kid ’cause they pro choice
[verse 3]
keep that heat comin’ like i’m ’bout to rerock
dropped three tracks already made the streets hot
coolin’ by the corner store, that’s the g spot
beat that p-ssy up, b-tches say i beatbox
million dollar mindset, b-tch, i’m steve jobs
storin’ 20 dollar bills up in the knee sock
back then i was young rockin’ reeboks
hungry for a rollie, n-gg-, f-ck a g-shock
they rather see a young n-gg- in them chains, boy
they rather see me underpaid like a slave, boy
they see me eatin’ good, really gettin’ paid, boy
b-tch, i’m tryin’ to make bills, no gate boy
f-ck around and make a mill of the tape, boy
if that don’t work, i’ll make a mill of the waist, boy
pain on my mind, never on my face, boy
but we all gon’ eat, grab a plate, boy
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