NSP ft. Dooley Ridah Lyrics

Oh, see why he ain't playin' crazy

Let's get down to business, back to doggin' bitches

I can't talk to niggas if it ain't bout no digits

All these hoes burnt fried, throw them in the skillet

Free Johnny, I owe my dog a couple visits

Goddamn, I'm a part, I got a parking ticket

I invested in myself cause my heart is in it

Wanna fuck you but I won't cause I believe in spirits

Too many demons on my back when I look in the mirror

This shit a scary feeling, but I know God got me

I should've knew better, I don't know how you got me

Now that I've been goin' off, they don't know how to stop me

Once they see you different, they gon' try to cop you

Bitch, I'm one of a kind, smokin' aces, I'm spagged

Don't try to read me cause we ain't on the same page

Crew was a little off, had to hit it with Sage

Never goin' broke again, million ways to get paid

Weren't thinkin' bout no music, I was thinkin' money

When them bands came in, I straight blew it like a dummy

One thing about them bills, they never stop comin

This work gas me up, I ain't gon' never stop pumpin

Nope, bitch

This work gas me up, I ain't gon' never stop pumpin

Uh-huh

This work gas me up, I ain't gon' never stop pumpin

I don't borrow niggas' clothes, don't catch me in my dog shit

I fuck so many hoes, a couple of my dogs hit the OR

Ass runnin' around, I tell them go do dog shit

Just load it up, if it smack, I'm cashin' out dog shit

Racks on the floor, shit bigger than a midget

Couple heartbreaks got me spinnin, bitch, it's like a physic

Once you take a L, you get humble for a minute

But it turn me to a B, so I'ma push it to the limit

Jackson, feelin' like it's Mortal Kombat

We, us, the wolf, the one behind it

The high I'm tryna reach, involve a couple contacts

Money I'm tryna see, require contracts

Can't tell me shit if it don't involve a dollar sign

Thought niggas was on my side, but they crossed the line

Supposed to be my backbone, damn, you tryna crush my spine

I done lost everything, I'm takin' back what's mine

Weren't thinkin' bout no music, I was thinkin' money

When them bands came in, I straight blew it like a dummy

One thing about them bills, they never stop comin

This work gas me up, I ain't gon' never stop pumpin

Nope, bitch, this work gas me up

I ain't gon' never stop pumpin

Uh-huh, this work gas me up

I ain't gon' never stop pumpin