Dogs (Midnight Sessions)

Mmmm Woah Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah And I ain't really got no place to go Place to go Place to go No I ain't really got no place to go Place to go Place to go Said I ain't really got no place to go Place to go Place to go But I ain't on my own Cause I got dogs I got shooters four, five of 'em just to survive when we riding at night I got hogs yeah, huh Hogging up the checks, runaway from debt I can barely catch my breathe Writing songs Staying in all night with a pen and a pad As the melodies ride with the drums It's a whole new life looking for no signs I just keep my head down and I go Now whose the best from the west Texas I had to check but no evidence of anybody being even close When it comes to flows and the cadences, I'm a magician Have my dick disappear in your exes orifice Oh, is this not the place or time fuck your thoughts I got hoes from shows I got dough for dough I go door to door I'm at your mama's house And she heard what I put out It's no wonder that she put out Don't wanna put you down But you's a stepping stone And I'm a big stepper, el jefe, rolling stone Knick knack patty wack give ya boy a bone And I'ma bring it home along with the bread and the milk and the cheese, yes please Mouths to feed and beats to eat, responsibilities Cause I got dogs I got shooters four, five of 'em just to survive when we riding at night I got hogs Hogging up the checks, runaway from debt I can barely catch my Writing songs Staying in all night with a pen and a pad As the melodies ride with the drums It's a whole new life looking for no signs I just keep my head down and I go Could you, would you Pretty pretty please drop your next album D Could you, would you Shut the fuck up and get the fuck off my nuts I'm a pretty boy, pretty boy That's street baby And she's a pretty girl, pretty girl That's my baby, yeah And I'm a 98 baby Emily made me Dropped a few times so I'm borderline crazy Marijuana blazing Pretty women dating Directing in my videos like Michael Bay be Play me, play me, listen what I'm saying Correcting all my haters like "That's what I'm saying" Pay me, pay me, to say what I'm saying I'm so far gone from free like slavery Plus I look out for Drea, I look out for Rey check on A. Rojo he says he's okay Then I got siblings who look up to me It's needless say I just let the hook play I got dogs I got shooters four, five of 'em just to survive when we riding at night I got hogs yeah, huh Hogging up the checks, runaway from debt I can barely catch my Writing songs Staying in all night with a pen and a pad As the melodies ride with the drums It's a whole new life looking for no signs I just keep my head down and I