Me & Doug

Thousand eight grand My first brick (uh) Ayo, they wanna know why I called this shit my first brick Ayo, you know when the hustler first gets in the game right Every hustler dream is the richer prick (uh) Shoutout Tete, 'cause we broken down right in the kitchen Shoutout to the whole black Sopranos family The whole trust game Roselda, rest in peace you ain't gon' black All for the fame, we bought cars in a chain (scrr) It's all fun and games 'til your dog run your name See, they don't wanna talk about the scars and the pain But they'll tell you anything to keep y'all entertained How you a boss and never took a loss in the game? It's funny though, 'cause sometimes your loss is a gain Never told nothing, never coughed up a name (never) Got my paperwork on the wall in the frame (frame) Got my G-E-D behind bars in a cage Almost cried when I seen Kiera crossing the stage When I was that age, I was lost in a daze They said it was nothing wrong, it was all just a phase (what?) I was whipping raw, flipping hard, getting paid The plug hit me with a bomb like he tossed a grenade Same thing make you smile be the cause of your pain (remember that) As a man, all you got is your balls and your name She wanna take a trip, lay up all in the shade (what?) First ride with this half a brick of raw on the train Blowin' money fast, it was gone 'fore it came Don't forget to stash not enough for when it rain The shit got real (what happened?) my dogs didn't change When you go broke, I doubt that these broads is the same Regardless of fame (fame) my squad's still the same (word) We say it's a family, but they call it a gang Is it 'cause my clique be moving with clips and shooters 401K, none of my chicks is boosters (nah) Penthouse suites, the rooms come with mezuzahs Versace kicks, the shoes come with Medusas It's Benny, nigga, everything I spit exclusive And I don't buy guns unless extra clips included Before we got lit and took trips to Houston Had a bed in the fed correctional institution Thinking like, "When they plan on sending me home?" Eating in the same mess hall as Emory Jones I give you game, don't tell it 'cause it's meant to be sold They already know me when I bump into these hoes I think these young niggas got penitentiary goals He 19, but when he finish up his sentence, he old I'm from the city where the bullets hitting innocent souls (Buffalo) Niggas will rob their own momma to see Benjamins fold Still out the Garden of Eden just to sit in the road (sit in the road) Bitches still thinking everything that glitter is gold What you know about being thrown out into the cold? Then get the crib with no key, you got to enter a code Never heard of me? Shit, you probably live in a hole Real niggas never worry 'bout getting exposed Got my first brick and my first lick was a zone My second joint, my only problem was getting it home Me and Doug Yeah My first brick