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Dogshit Lyrics[Intro]
It's a million ways to get a bag
How these niggas broke when it's a million ways to get it?
I don't understand
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[Verse]
It's a million ways to get a bag (A million ways)
Before I set up and be broke, I'ma go get some cash (I'ma go)
Only one person know the code to my stash (One person)
Bro keep telling me to chill, he hope I don't crash (He hope)
I ain't one of these young niggas, I know I'ma last (I'ma last)
Shoe box full, it's time to switch to duffle bags (Duffle bags)
Love to count that money at the same time (Same time)
Got a place to order, all my traps got a line (Got a line)
Petty poor-ass niggas steady buying lines (They buying lines)
Fourteen hundred on a eighth, that should be a crime (Crime)
Pour a nigga rent, that's the bottom line (Bottom line)
Tryna keep up with me, it's gon' take some time (Take time)
Only thing I could tell them is go get a bag (Go get a bag)
Bro died on that pape', really went out sad
I'm stealin' them cars, I ain't tryna drop no bag (Stealin')
Downtown loft, this bitch came all glass (All glass)
Show 'em how the boss move (Let me show 'em)
Work a vacuum sealer, I can't work no Pro-Tools (Fuck)
Nigga think it's sweet, I told 'em gon' go with his mood (Go with your mood)
First thing I'm tryna do is put somethin' on the news (On the news)
Lawyer paid up, big bag, all blues
Think my mama finna lose her son? Boy, you a fool (Fool)
I done came far (Far)
Shot that bitch like fifty times, still in the same car
Bro been tryna rampage the city, feeling like Lamar (Like Lamar)
I make one more hit, I'm gon' get us far (One more)
Far away from all that damn drug dealin' (Damn drug dealin')
They just gave my brother eight years 'cause he loves spinnin (Eight years)
When I first got on the road, it showed me the vision (Vision)
When I first walked by that pot, unc' showed me the kitchen (The kitchen)
Showed me how to get it (Get it)
Told me if they ever play, you better stand on business (Stand on business)
If you wan' be inside this shit, you gotta lose your feelings
That'll get you hurt (Hurt)
Fucked up when I seen bro on paper work (Fucked me up)
I can get a nigga out the way, that's how that paper work (That's how that paper work)
Buy a nigga whole load, I ain't never hurtin' (Ain't never hurtin')
[Outro]
Buy a nigga whole load, I ain't never hurtin'
Really got that dog shit, nigga
Make me run this shit, I hurt these niggas feelings