No.Dough

I got a dolla and dream yeah Told my fam I'm moving to a different city How much cash you got? About a hundred fifty Ain't got much to lose Why you stressin Dollar menu for the moment Till they see me flexing Girls I use to know they tryna text me Dudes that used to press me Talkin shit but they ain't even met me I just lay low and stay high And chase dough we great vibes over here Member whippin moms Armanda Back when Tezzy was messing with shawty That looked like Kylie Back when college was boring So I just went to parties Sippin out the bottle getting over weight Pushed a lil weight couldn't pay my payments late Couldn't bag a baddie with some cake That's okay Seven years later it's too late I done moved on Got my groove on They didn't love me sleeping on me like a futon Now excuse me while I go put my jewels on Smoke on some Tinashe and it got me feelin 2 on Got me feeling 2 on I said I'm 2 on Put the city on Building up an empire to keep the money long This music shits a hobby that's on everything I own And that's what got my baby cooking me filet mignon I swear I'm only getting started yeah my flow retarded This shit stupid this shit dumb this shit straight Illuminati If you ain't get you ain't get If you with it come and live it Ain't had OJ in a minute Yeah Look If you ain't get you ain't get If you with it come and live it Ain't had OJ in a minute