dead body - nocap lyrics
[intro]
i feel like i’m doin’ god’s work
you know what i’m sayin’? because—
these ghetto kids ain’t god’s children
and i don’t see no missionaries comin’ through there
you know what i’m saying? so, i’m doing god’s work
while reverend jackson do his sh*t up in the middle class
and he go to the white house and have dinner and pray over the president
i’m up in the hood, you know what i’m sayin’?
doin’ my work with my folks
and just ’cause i don’t live there don’t mean i don’t go there
i got to go there ’cause i can’t hang nowhere else
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[chorus]
it’s another dollar, it’s a dead body (you know what i’m sayin’? yeah)
and if it’s ’bout a murder, we don’t know about it (the f*ck you talkin’ about? we ain’t seen nothin’)
the [?] in my denims, it’s a h*ll of a feelin’
i put some money in the wall, it’s too much in the ceilin’
i promise to get my all before they try to come k!ll me
i’m pickin’ b*tches like which one? (yeah, yeah)
[verse 1]
look, chains swing (yeah)
too much love for my n*ggas, respect the gang, gang
og life on the line, he had another bang
and my ho stay out of line, she f*cked another lame
they ain’t tell me all this money came with bullsh*t
and they ain’t tell me all these choppers came with full clip
2k, crawford got twenty, he on the full trip
you droppin’ dimes for a penny, gon’ get your face lift
yeah, if you want a bag, go and get it
yeah, i got so much dirty money, get it
yeah, i done been there and i done did it
yeah, i hit your ho like nine times, fifty
i put your b*tch on the poster, i f*ck your ho like a pose
ak right over my shoulder, i need to talk to a pastor
i got no limit like master, ride in the ghost like i can cast
i hope my drink never shatter, i know it really don’t matter
they wanted me to go backwards, i’ma make you a lil’ madder
i’ll prolly go a lil’ faster
[chorus]
it’s another dollar, it’s a dead body (you know what i’m sayin’? yeah)
and if it’s ’bout a murder, we don’t know about it (the f*ck you talkin’ about? we ain’t seen nothin’)
the [?] in my denims, it’s a h*ll of a feelin’
i put some money in the wall, it’s too much in the ceilin’
i promise to get my all before they try to come k!ll me
i’m pickin’ b*tches like which one? (yeah, yeah)
[verse 2]
gino broke his wrist, f*ckin’ up the past
he sit it on the floor, then he let it lock
i’m in the tank with them fishes, i need a bank with like sixty
i get so tired of the dissin’, she like my vibe when i kick it
i gotta strive ’til i get it, i’ll prolly die tryna get it
it ain’t broke, you can’t fix it, if it ain’t dope, you can’t mix it
they left my heart cold, only lord knows
you don’t love me, you just want this stone
i took the game and i switched it and i’m so stiff on these b*tches
i know my old ho gon’ miss me, i’d rather roll me a spiff
i’m with this same sh*t, just a different b*tch
i’m runnin’ with my wolves like i’m in the city
i’ve been on the road lately (i’ve been on the road)
i won’t let this money make me
i know that these n*ggas hate me (i promise that i know)
i promise that i won’t let ’em take me (yeah)
[chorus]
it’s another dollar, it’s a dead body (you know what i’m sayin’? yeah)
and if it’s ’bout a murder, we don’t know about it (the f*ck you talkin’ about? we ain’t seen nothin’)
the [?] in my denims, it’s a h*ll of a feelin’
i put some money in the wall, it’s too much in the ceilin’
i promise to get my all before they try to come k!ll me
i’m pickin’ b*tches like which one? (yeah, yeah)
[verse 3]
mark beat this case, now he gone on another (on another)
i paint her face, i just treat her like another
i drive them whips like we raises, she want the d*ck, but can’t take it
joe robbed her, but he takin’, i’ll prolly starve if she basic
we got guitars in the bas*m*nt, don’t get involved with a statement
i want it all, don’t mistake me, we kick them bottles like babies
i gave it all, now i’m runnin’ out of love (yeah)
i take it all, now i’m runnin’ out of drugs (yeah, yeah)
i went and bought me a watch, i could’ve bought me a yacht
i could’ve bought me some p*ssy, i went and bought me a glock (yeah)
i went and bought me a scale, i had to get me a clock
i hope them n*ggas ain’t 12, i hope them n*ggas ain’t cops
[chorus]
it’s another dollar, it’s a dead body (you know what i’m sayin’? yeah)
and if it’s ’bout a murder, we don’t know about it (the f*ck you talkin’ about? we ain’t seen nothin’)
the [?] in my denims, it’s a h*ll of a feelin’
i put some money in the wall, it’s too much in the ceilin’
i promise to get my all before they try to come k!ll me
i’m pickin’ b*tches like which one? (yeah, yeah)
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