Dog Food - SwaVay

Yeah, uh, yeah, uh, yeah, uh, yeah, uh, yeah

Yeah, uh, yeah, uh, yeah, uh, yeah, uh, yeah

And I say, every day I wake up with my mind on this money

Promise, when I get it, can’t nobody take it from me

Real Atlanta nigga, get you knocked off with your attitude

Never had no pet, but I got dog food, cash rules

On my momma, all I know 'bout is these drugs

When she at work, and I’m right outside with them thugs

Yeah, I got friends, some of 'em blue, some of 'em Bloods

So I’ma pick up on the flag just because

Imagine what it’s like to wake up every day and know you don’t belong

Peer pressure got me ridin', got me on the tag-along

Fuck these hoes and get this money, that’s the only theme song

Even if I don’t agree, I know it’s bool to play along

I can’t go out like no bitch, I’m not no punk, I’m no peon

I’m no gangsta, I’m no dealer, but my niggas put me on

What I really got to lose when I go home and lights ain’t on?

For some money, I’ll finesse you, don’t push me, might crack your dome

(Uh)

All my real niggas to the left, all my real bitches to the right

(Yeah, uh, yeah, uh, yeah, uh, yeah, uh, yeah)

That muhfucka too hard (Yeah, said)

All my real niggas to the left, all my real bitches to the right

(Yeah, uh, yeah, uh, yeah, uh, yeah, uh, yeah)

And I say, every day I wake up with my mind on this money

Promise, when I get it, can’t nobody take it from me

Real Atlanta nigga, get you knocked off with your attitude

Never had no pet, but I got dog food, cash rules

Yeah, double life shawty, I know that I’m wrong

I know I can’t put none of this bullshit in my songs

I repent to God and ask Him, please, to write my wrongs, hol' up

Here go the work hittin' my phone, hittin' my phone, yeah

I don’t wanna live like this

Momma raised me better, yeah, guilt trip like this

How did it get like this?

Pray to God, hope He forgive this shit

Wanna run away right now

Out of the city, I wanna forget this shit

Runnin' away from a early death

Knowin' that I can outlive this shit

I don’t wanna live like this

Momma raised me better, yeah, guilt trip like this

How did it get like this?

Pray to God, hope He forgive this shit

I wanna run away right now

Out of the city, I wanna forget this shit

Runnin' away from a early death

Knowin' that I can outlive this shit

(Uh)

All my real niggas to the left, all my real bitches to the right

(Yeah, uh, yeah, uh, yeah, uh, yeah, uh, yeah)

Like I just muhfuckin' said, that muhfucka too hard (Yeah, said)

All my real niggas to the left, all my real bitches to the right

(Yeah, uh, yeah, uh, yeah, uh, yeah, uh, yeah)

And I said, every day I wake up with my mind on this money

Promise, when I get it, can’t nobody take it from me

Real Atlanta nigga, get you knocked off with your attitude

Never had no pet, but I got dog food, cash rules

Never had no pet, but I got dog food, cash rules

Never had no pet, but I got dog…