Текст песни A Dog - Beretta Biz

And I ain′t even gon do no adlibs on this shit
Y'all gotta capture what y′all can capture its all game tho
Word spread quick when your work is legit
These days I ain't gotta touch the block to get chips
Got stock in that shit no more mops in the whip
I'm married to that cake Betty Crocker my chick
For 10 years I ain′t have a pot just to piss
Thoughts of robbery with that glock on my hip
Running out of time like a clock don′t exist
So I can't stop this sprint I gotta win this race
At all cost for that smile on my son face
Nigga murdered up the street that′s another cold case
Another mom crying dropping tears on her lace
Can't bang with you niggas that movement slow pace
Plan to buy back the hood up next the whole state
I like to see my fortune I ain′t trusting no banks
Money wrapped up in the walls like some fucking cove base
Yea it's still trap or die niggas stuck in 08
My life already written
God typed it so vivid
Them rims clean as shit bro but how ya mom living
We roll around in cars we really own that′s the difference
I ain't gotta worry bout that repo man in the distance
Wake up brush my teeth then plot a plan for some riches
Xbox collecting dust no time for playing on that system
I'm tryne change the system
Poorly made need fixing
It′s like the sun shining every where except my district I don′t get it
Sometimes I don't know if it′s really for me to understand
All I can do is hold up my end yah mean
5 finger discount everybody coming
Drop some real shit over instrumentals don't nobody want it
At a point the disregard was kinda hard for me to stomach
Til I realized bottom feeders only wanna see you plummet cuz they hungry
But all they get is stare downs
I′ve fed so many niggas that my plate bare now
I've loaned so many dollars that I know I won′t see
But a bitter ass nigga is something I won't be
Had 10 years fed time in my old V
At any given moment could be up shits creek
God had my back otherwise I'm lonely
Or a pretty round brown next week my old thing
If I′m caught im just caught fuck a snitching co-d
Gahdamn the risks we take for a icy rolie
Singles for the strippers without those you ain′t hitting on shit
So cocky splash they ass with some liquor
And still get my
Hoping I get picked up
By a label cuz these rappers ain't living what they spit bruh
Me I′m on that big fish
Tomorrow's on my wish list only right that I be grateful for my presence like Christmas
Shit could really be worst
My likeness on a t-shirt
The bag been kinda sweet lately though it make my teeth hurt
Ya song become a hit what I′m gon make off this free verse
You thought I did it big this life wait until my rebirth
That's a fact it′s Biz
And that's coming
Maybe sooner than later