dboy - solo gang lyrics
[intro]:
ask me what i’m doing
i ain’t cooling with the game
i been riding solo no no
you just ain’t the same
you just want the fame yeah
just throw dirt on my name yeah
write another
ask me what i’m doing
i ain’t cooling with the game
i been riding solo no no
you just ain’t the same
you just want the fame yeah
just throw dirt on my name yeah
roll another joint and take a trip down memory lane
ask me what i’m doing
i ain’t cooling with the game
i been riding solo dolo
you just ain’t the same
you just want the fame yeah
just throw dirt on my name yeah
roll another joint and take a trip down memory lane
[verse 1]:
two glocks and clips make a n-gga feel 2pacalypse
new pock to p-ss and new crib new whip feel politics
share this pic who’s watching this
and no father figure no trends don’t follow n-ggas
you be in the mall with your n-ggas
spending it all with your n-ggas
but you been ignoring your kids calling
and you got a daughter my n-gga
just follow my vision, it was hot in the kitchen
watching kazam i was like d-mn sh-t, i got all of my wishes
i went to school came back home hustling washing the dishes
then got, hentai, be my, witness, say hi, wave bye, still my business
get my weight up like i’m running planet fitness
fly to gc planet and get stranded land of no forgiveness
you get granted no permission like a mandatory sentence
stop your camera recording pics
i’m the man all these boards is b-tches
flawless b-tches, i, please don’t call those b-tches high
how you make your living n-ggas pay you caller tip at night
caught me slipping at the stop sign that’s a red light special
and then i froze like i stopped time say h-llo to the devil
listen to heavy metal backwards like acdc
what cdca
f-ck you they don’t need me
[hook]:
ask me what i’m doing
i ain’t cooling with the game
i been riding solo no no
you just ain’t the same
you just want the fame yeah
just throw dirt on my name yeah
roll another joint and take a trip down memory lane
ask me what i’m doing
i ain’t cooling with the game
i been riding solo dolo
you just ain’t the same
you just want the fame yeah
just throw dirt on my name yeah
roll another joint and take a trip down memory lane
[verse 2]:
it’s crazy how n-ggas will get in they feelings and tell what they did
it’s crazy how n-ggas get in they feelings all over a b-tch
you was never with the gang you will never see how we live
on all 10 i been in the streets since i was a kid
n-ggas was praying that i fail
threw me like change in a wishing well
why offend i’m a moving picture and my b-tch flyer than a tinker bell
solid n-ggas still here with me, they’ll never ever fold
b-tch n-ggas wanted information, they was never ever told
only answer when the money call, by myself i don’t f-ck with yall
my n-ggas still had to cut em off, my dawgs still had to cut em off
i got shootas on my left, i got shootas on my right
we can do this sh-t whenever, p-ssy n-gga pick the night
she got crazy round my hood, so i had to play it right
russian chop with the drum on it, and it came with a knife
man these b-tch n-ggas don’t want none
40 cal with the semi bun
pull up game with me like jimmy johns
we done shot a n-gga body 50 times
got game with me that’s 39s finna shoot it feeling like its portal time
19 with a foreign ride and the diamonds always had to glow inside
no way
ima let n-ggas come take something
play me wrong and ima spray something
[hook]:
ask me what i’m doing
i ain’t cooling with the game
i been riding solo no no
you just ain’t the same
you just want the fame yeah
just throw dirt on my name yeah
roll another joint and take a trip down memory lane
ask me what i’m doing
i ain’t cooling with the game
i been riding solo dolo
you just ain’t the same
you just want the fame yeah
just throw dirt on my name yeah
roll another joint and take a trip down memory lane
[verse 3: king iso]:
remember when life was crazy
could’ve been life they gave me
now when i get on that mic they pay me
been touring a nation lately
b-tch i’m a product of the 80s
that n-gga so dope coy hating
strapped up yeah i know they wanna spray me
i got 4:44s like jay-z
ill run a n-gga up like a navy seal
deep in the water like a baby seal
all independent never gave me deals
chopper on the road that made me real
now everywhere i go i get a famous feel
counting that chicken like they for real
n-ggas still hating are they for real
until i get to busting out the graceville
ima be hungry til i make a mil
six-figure n-gga with the stainless steel
funny how the raps that pay my bills
try to stop my money ima aim to k!ll
hit another n-gga in the game is zil
b-tch i’m balling like play me a lil
rolling your b-tch like i gave her a pill
f-ck it with me thats what gave her a pill
but they hate on me still cause i’m bopping this time
act like they with me but glutton on mine
infrared beam on your noggin for trying
now let me know what you got on your mind
never negative you out of your mind
gotta positive vibe like optimus prime
never act funny if yall is my kind
i’m eating good what i got on the side
[hook]:
ask me what i’m doing
i ain’t cooling with the game
i been riding solo no no
you just ain’t the same
you just want the fame yeah
just throw dirt on my name yeah
roll another joint and take a trip down memory lane
ask me what i’m doing
i ain’t cooling with the game
i been riding solo dolo
you just ain’t the same
you just want the fame yeah
just throw dirt on my name yeah
roll another joint and take a trip down memory lane
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