Jet Life - Dollaz lyrics
rate me(Verse)
Feelin' lavish in the cabin of Alcou Rujee
See, no roof to see
Me and my two pounds of endo from Indicino
That's my primo, jino, we came off from Reehos and Cadillacs
Rays from the days of box pays and padel packs
Now we blowin' filla, goddamn strong as Anthrax
Cancer, lean, pour down on the sack is what it smell like
Weed so fine, it leave a trail and hail back
Seven grams an hour, no sour, ain't gotta say
I got five niggas with me, two hundred niggas don't care about
Ten mad bitches that love me, they don't care about
Hit me on that throw-away
Talkin' dirty, what's that about
How much of the cake you can finish in a week from now
Run with five Garry niggas, yo whole side don't care about me
Seein' lotta bitches that bread bread in large ammounts
Hit me 24, I will finne, boy we can work it out
How much of a cake we can finish, or we ?
(Hook)
Broke ass gang, when you make a lil money
Everybody wanna see yo ass change
They run they fuckin' mouth, pay outta my pockets
Tryna find the loop hole in the game
It's all about to die dollaz, dollaz dollaz dollaz
Jumpin' that ? and I holler holler holler holler
(Verse 2)
Once upon a time be a story that no-one knows
There's a nigga from Gyaw where they jackin' mu through the snow
Change yo mind about a crime and yo pockets already low
Cuz yo ?
Roll that dope, I smoke that Xanax them ESGN and the paramed
Bitch that get that close to make fortune ain't on my level
Love em all, keep em around, till I hold em in my head, then I shake em around
And let you go, I'm rollin' dice twice on the mic
I got ? and the bitch says I ain't fuckin' around
Act like you know it, and that ? like I'm livin' a lie, act like you know it
Haters hate, I see the hate in your eyes, already knowin'
Dollaz dollaz dollaz stackin' my
Dollaz dollaz dollaz gettin' my
Dollaz dollaz dollaz all about
Dollaz dollaz dollaz
(Hook)
Broke ass gang, when you make a lil money
Everybody wanna see yo ass change
They run they fuckin' mouth, pay outta my pockets
Tryna find the loop hole in the game
It's all about to die dollaz, dollaz dollaz dollaz
Jumpin' that ? and I holler holler holler holler
(Verse 3)
Stackin' my dollaz, choppin' my cheese
Bad on the block and break a brick of dope, flee
Workin' off the ? off these projects
Trade it for it's texture, Gary niggas gettin' it
But just might let these bitches dopin' dollas, take me under
I can die in the winter, just let me roll out for the summer
Lemme ball out on these bitches, lemme fresh out on these niggas
In a brand new 'vette, straight bat mobile, gotta back down on these niggas
It's clear that I'm livin' ignorant as a muthafucka
Cuz why would I make them envy me when I should have lived, my brother?
The ills of black America pinned me against my brother
So when I get murdered by one of own, there the reason shall be no other
Than a motherfuckin' dollar
