[Intro]
Doughboyz Cashout
For life, n***a
You heard what I said? For life
Shit ain't gon' stop
4-1

[Verse 1]
Rap was just a hobby, then it changed my life (Yup)
I was just fine rearrangin' white (Yeah)
And spendin' drug money in exchange for nights
My heart was pumpin' 'til I saw the narcs make a right
Damn, all the pounds are short? Let me make it right
I didn't even weigh 'em, shit, they fresh off of a flight (My fault)
What I owe you? 'Bout three or four zips?
I threw an extra half in on top of that shit (Yeah)
Sorry for the inconvenience, I'm 'bout bidness (Yuh)
This n***a don't rap, so no pictures (Don't take no pictures in here)
I was only rappin' to impress my n***as
Just to hear 'em go, "Ooh," to the truth I was spittin'
Back-to-back Benz's - me, Fresh, and B. Smith (Yeah)
If you pull up on my block, you smell a strong weed scent (What's that?)
'Cause I got a hunid 4's in a foreclosed home
Can you buy 'em? Hell no, they already spoken for

[Bridge]
I got work flyin' in and out of town (In and out)
Sell 'em whole, I don’t break 'em down (We don't break shit down)
I built a empire from the ground (Ground up, n***a)
N***as ain't fuckin' with us now (They never was)
"He ain't fell off yet," they like, "How?” (How?)
Bitches stare at my neck, they like, "Wow" (God damn!)
I don’t chase no dollars, I make piles (Yup)
Boy, I been around the dope game since a child (Yeah)
[Verse 2]
Giovanni, baby, rose-gold rope like the '80s (Uh)
Cocaine Mercedes, I level up daily (Daily)
You wanna get some motivation in your life? Then, play me (Yeah)
Don't wanna be a boss? I suggest you cut it off (Cut my shit off)
DBC is the clique that I claim (For life)
N***as wanna see us lose, they bitches we gain (Come here)
I used to spend mornin's, hearin' fiends complain
Just shit I think about while first-class on the plane (Yeah)
The grower sendin' boxes, said he got a new strain
When we done, meet at Clemens, I bought everybody chains (Everybody)
N***as I never fuck with say a n***a changed (He changed)
How the fuck would you know? Boy, I barely know your name (Fuck is you?)
I ain't put in all this work to stay the same (Nah)
Boy, I did all that dirt, so I could gain (Yuh)
Was 'bout to walk away from this rap shit
Then, Roc came to me in my dreams, told me, "Don't quit"