paxquiao – dis dat lyrics
[intro]
yeah
it’s 900 block, n-gga, free top
free my n-gga dro
4 years, no tears
still doin’ this sh-t for dirt gang, n-gga
[chorus]
hey, we been up all days, catchin’ plays
tryna make a couple dollars, itchin’ in my partners
trappers trappin’ hard, glad we made it this far
this that free my n-ggas in the cell sh-t
this that put my dawg on when he out of jail sh-t
this that rush fast, hit his b-tch, and pay the bail quick
this that on the floor sh-t, your clothes in a trash bag
this that love low bucks, lost to make it half back
i got enough sh-t on my mind, but ain’t even worried ’bout it
tryna leave the block, but i can’t, nah
dodgin’ raindrops, when the pain gon’ stop?
been through a lot of things, and still remain the same, yeah yeah
[verse 1]
sleepin’ in the trap on the couch, ain’t no mattress
broke as f-ck, got too much pride to be askin’
don’t know who to trust, nah, n-ggas actin’ funny
n-ggas switch up for the money
for my dawgs, i’ll go a thousand miles
best believe they all gon’ leave when you get down and out
hey birthdays be the worst days
this ain’t even enough to share, this a lil’ pers-y
but n-ggas thinkin’ that i got it, ayy, you should check my wallet
no money in my pocket
what you n-ggas know ’bout washin’ clothes in the faucet?
proud this sh-t ain’t k!ll me
if you been through what i been through, then you feel me
yeah yeah, aw, for real
[chorus]
hey, we been up all days, catchin’ plays
tryna make a couple dollars, itchin’ in my partners
trappers trappin’ hard, glad we made it this far
this that free my n-ggas in the cell sh-t
this that put my dawg on when he out of jail sh-t
this that rush fast, hit his b-tch, and pay the bail quick
this that on the floor sh-t, your clothes in a trash bag
this that love low bucks, lost to make it half back
i got enough sh-t on my mind, but ain’t even worried ’bout it
tryna leave the block, but i can’t, nah
dodgin’ raindrops, when the pain gon’ stop?
been through a lot of things, and still remain the same, yeah yeah
[verse 2]
got a lot of weight on my shoulders
tryna make a way for my bros, yeah
block hot, it’s on fire
posted on the southside
got a whole lot of cash, it’s just me and chaz
ho, you want a bag, get a lil’ cannon
tryna touch my ice, i’ll gun you down right where you stand
just tryna make it through the storm, just tryna make it home
i know that i’m doin’ wrong, just tryna feed my fam, though
i heard that they hatin’, they supposed to be my mans, though
came up out the trenches, young n-gga, i did it
dirt gang never switchin’, finally winnin’, swear it’s a good feeling
[chorus]
hey, we been up all days, catchin’ plays
tryna make a couple dollars, itchin’ in my partners
trappers trappin’ hard, glad we made it this far
this that free my n-ggas in the cell sh-t
this that put my dawg on when he out of jail sh-t
this that rush fast, hit his b-tch, and pay the bail quick
this that on the floor sh-t, your clothes in a trash bag
this that love low bucks, lost to make it half back
i got enough sh-t on my mind, but ain’t even worried ’bout it
tryna leave the block, but i can’t, nah
dodgin’ raindrops, when the pain gon’ stop?
been through a lot of things, and still remain the same, yeah yeah
[outro]
sleepin’ in the trap on the couch, ain’t no mattress
broke as f-ck, got too much pride to be askin’
don’t know who to trust, nah, n-ggas actin’ funny
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