Doughboyz Cashout – City Of Dealers Ringtone
(Verse)
My plans at the highschool simple, get skrilla
My head was in with no case of chinchillas
Livin in a city where a nigga with a job
Is a nobody, why the dealers treat it like God?
Street niggas lookin like they just went platinum
Foreign on feet with the Rolex platinum
I wanna get money with him but won’t aks him
So I’mma sell my D and make the nigga come to me
I’m a real villain nigga, I don’t finesse
Cus in my city that’ll get yo ass stretched
Learn from the best, pass game to the purp
Substance in my big blunt, champagne in the cup
Posted at the spot and my sack still fresh
Lookin up the block I look right, dealin left
Saw a narc car and almost lost my breath
Waving around the corner, everybody clear the set
(Hook x2)
Raised in the city of the dealers, in the hood full of killas
Keep the bullshit, I just want money
So I hit the block and I got my own money
Was under 21 playin with the grown money
(Verse)
I’m from the city, it’s a competition not getting slugged
You gon trip behind a line or you gon hop in front?
That’s yo man, you better watch him if he box then scrunch
The hell you lookin at a dime you only got 10 months
Murders going on every day in time in the streets
Don’t believe this shit real, follow crime in the D
I know niggas want my head, all these dollas on me
But I can’t stop shoutin, I just got it in me
Got it for cheap, not from me but my nigga official
Had to connect with YG, came and needed a pistol
Wanna cop me a 50, I just need it for issues
But niggas wanna see us down, signin papers for admissions
Used to be on Sussex peepin out the window
Just woke up and steal dreamin bout a Benzo
Snapped in reality, a nigga hearin gunshots
Nothing new, it’s just that one block
(Hook x2)
Raised in the city of the dealers, in the hood full of killas
Keep the bullshit, I just want money
So I hit the block and I got my own money
Was under 21 playin with the grown money
(Verse)
I got a message to deliver, I demand to be heard
Before I got locked up I was on my way to a bird
It started for flippin grams, niggas was doin scams
I was catchin it fallin off, I’mma bliss and I been about
My razzle tad niggas still tryna get out of dodge
Whether it’s me by myself or the whole entourage
When my face turn up you better know I mean business
Cus in the next couple seconds my 40 gon start beatin
I get love in my city, better these niggas know me
And I got a black nigga will fo sho keep from me
Real talk, I got bands guy, they lurkin on standby
Coup on some 22’s, I got a nigga coolest game
Got a nigga tatted up from hands to chest
A sticky situation so her friend’s the best
Role to play to the left, I got choice like a ref
Playin the D in its depth (Playin the D in its depth)
(Hook x2)
Raised in the city of the dealers, in the hood full of killas
Keep the bullshit, I just want money
So I hit the block and I got my own money
Was under 21 playin with the grown money