Rolex Chain (feat. DJ Kay Slay & Rydadie Ty)

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Ayo, it's DJ Kay Slay
AKA slap your favorite DJ
You already know what the f*ck it is
I'm in the building with my niggas
Washed Money Entertainment
My nigga J Dot., the CEO
Westside niggas getting that guap
Name of the joint right here, is called Words of a Hustler
J Dot., pop off on these faggot ass niggas, man
The motherfuckin' mixtape, Hustler's Handbook
Let's go!
DJ Kay Slay, drama king in the motherfuckin' building
My nigga J Dot., you already know what it is
R.I.P. to my nigga DJ Kay Slay, man
Westside niggas gettin' that guap
I know y'all know yoll Eastside niggas in New York
Was gettin' that motherfuckin' guap, too
My nigga J Dot
Yo, let's go, nigga
Daddy was at work
Momma coming home soon
Tryna to get the f*ck outside
Soon as I got up out of school
Gave us shelter, gave us food
Tried to implement some rules
But the ones we looked up to
Was getting money, they was cool
Weston was my dog
His mama never was at home
So we copped and bagged the drugs
At his house like we was grown
I miss my nigga, R.I.P. to Dodo
Solid nigga, but this world we in is so cold
Life is crazy how it's gone play, we don't know
I had two parents in the house and still sold dope
A.J. gone, Gully took the suicidal route
Dave never caught a case
He going in, I'm coming out
We all drinking Thunderbird
And Kool-Aid, Mike B. mama house
He killed a nigga last year
He locked up for a body now
Never thought I'd do a dime in jail, and Wes ain't sent a dime
It's crazy, Ronnie told me, f*ck the streets and get a job
Ronnie was the nigga getting it
Dre bad ass, got grown and got on killer shit
Selling weed up in school, got my book bag thick
Bought my first Rolex chain, and I ain't looked back since
Life is choices, I just pray you pick em' right, nigga
Cause you just might have to deal with them for life, nigga
Seventeen offered me to go to military
Declined just to end up 20 at my first preliminary, it's crazy
Yo, life about choices, my nigga
DJ Kay Slay, Drama King of the building
It's like the choices you make now could like
Could hinder you twenty years from now, my nigga
Real talk
You know what the motherfuckin' hustler is
I'm from Cleveland, nigga
Where even music is political
If you don't f*ck with who the DJ's f*ck with
He ain't spinning you
I don't dick ride, man, that shit fake
Ain't no DJ in my city, host my mixtape
Sweat and tears on these beats, f*ck promotion, nigga
Had to feature Young Ray, so radio can notice nigga
R.I.P. to Kay Slay, you the GOAT, my nigga
Hosted my mixtape, and you ain't even know a nigga
Sent the vocals, but I went to jail before I finished
200 bands and my dumb ass ain't open no business
25, ain't see the future forward, important
Ain't catch a deal before they caught me snoring, a warrant
That they ain't have before they kicked my door in, they forced it
Two hundred cash and I ain't need endorsements, want Porsches
Was married to the money, never boring, divorced her
She left me and cheated with law enforcement, that hurt me
No money left, out on bond tryna make it happen
Should've left the streets
I probably would've made it rapping
Bishop told me sell that song to
Bun B and Shawn McGee
But I was greedy, I made that song for me
Still dealing with old choices, that's past tense
Bought my Rolex chain at 14, ain't looked back since
Rydadie Ty, damn he died before we could make a song
Miss my brother, man, how you died before I made it home
That's crazy
My nigga J Dot., you already know how the f*ck we do this shit
R.I.P. Rydadie Ty, man
R.I.P. Big Mann, man
R.I.P. all my niggas man
That we lost along the way though, man
Got choices to make all day, man
Every day you got a thousand of them to make nigga
Pick the right one man
For real

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