Cvpset Martae - Dawg

Dont be chillin in dem buildings
Nothin but villians in them halls
Momma poppin pressure pills
Praying she dont get that call
I was hanging round dem dealers
When they told me dust my paws
My pops and uncle was some dawgs
Momma knew I was going be a dawg
Been a solid nigga
No Bessie Mae aint raise no fraud
I know your faith is in these streets
Make sure you keep your faith in god
That coc going start out soft but whip it right it come out hard
Mary Jane raised a dawg
So they knew I was going be a dawg
Been a dawg
Its depressing
Trynna suppress my dawg
When Im in a broad
I lose my mind and give the wheel to god
She confide in me and tell me bout the frauds
Niggas be pillow talking and never shared a pillow with that bitch
It had me tight like claud
I had to press my dawg
Them niggas lame hearted
My game retarded
Keep a Barbie
Margot Robbie
Ask somebody
Spark up in lobby
Whats yo job bitch Im tommy
Keep that tommy
Rocking tommy
Came up round the nam
And you know thats the army
That dat Draco
Knock yo donnie darko
Split yo taco
Ueano like rocko
No you aint know like I know
Dem gauges rose gold
And rafs cover my toes
Dont be chillin in dem buildings
Nothin but villians in them halls
Momma poppin pressure pills
Praying she dont get that call
I was hanging round dem dealers
When they told me dust my paws
My pops n uncle was some dawgs
Momma knew I was going be a dawg
Been a solid nigga
No Bessie Mae aint raise no fraud
I know your faith is in these streets
Make sure you keep your faith in god
That coc going start out soft but whip it right it come out hard
Mary Jane raised a dawg
So they knew I was going be a dawg
I keep that bag yea
You never nag no
I keep that strap huh
You hold my mags yea
If its forced it dont last
Had you twisted like taz
Had you in them apartments
Bagging dimes and dubs up with my partnas
Like you topless eating lobsters
She watch me close like binoculars
Like who dem niggas
Dust em bust em I dont trust em fuck em
Damn you real girl
Damn you real girl
Damn you real girl
Gold grill appeal
Marijuana in meals
We can diet the hills
We gone die in the hills
We gone die counting mills
Fuck how them haters feel
Fuck what naysayers feel
Just let that liquor spill
Dont be chillin in dem buildings
Nothin but villians in them halls
Momma poppin pressure pills
Praying she dont get that call
I was hanging round dem dealers
When they told me dust my paws
My pops and uncle was some dawgs
Momma knew I was going be a dawg
Been a solid nigga
No Bessie Mae aint raise no fraud
I know your faith is in these streets
Make sure you keep your faith in god
That coc going start out soft but whip it right it come out hard
Mary Jane raised a dawg
So they knew I was going be a dawg

Written by:
Seanmartae Williams

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