Produced by Street Symphony - Starlito

They say man’s best friend is dog

Girl’s best friend is diamond

Had a dream I bought my dogs some diamonds

Yeah we all was shining

Then I woke up and I lost

A good woman, it’s so hard to find one

Best of all my exes, wish that I could combine them

He don’t wife em, he concubines them

God

I said, I said

Got tired of running towards the pain

Stop running off them lames that want to come up off your name

Same thing that make you laugh will make you weak

So now I grin when I see police, black sheep

Deep, not really I’m shallow

I used to battle with addiction to adolescence, even as an adult

Used to want to be a dope boy forever

Grown man, shit I know I know better

Used to want to be a dope boy forever

Grown man, shit I know I know better

Mama ain’t raised no fool, mama ain’t raised no ho

I’m just being honest, bad karma

Promise you, it ain’t no joke

But I’ve been through (grindin)

Watchin for the robbing crew, they plottin too

Plus it ain’t no coke, so in other words it ain’t no hope

Niggas still spending money like they can’t go broke

(Get your ho)

Got to watch the way you hug me

Be dun poked you with my pistol

Pockets poke out from the racks, probably smelling like a sack

I took a loss, I got it back, I barely missed it

Did a summer then 350, they call it presidential

I got it it from the banks, somewhere private, out of state

Flying me right back in the hood, tryna find out what it weigh

You use to have money, I’m getting used to having money

See what the boosters grab for me, snatch bout 20 pairs of Js

Ay, that was just the other day

I’m the type to hit the bank twice today

(Bitch cut your ringer off)