Tee$leazey - Need Dough (On The Road) Lyrics

Long live Drakeo, Long live KTG
We know the truth
Young n***a, stay hungry, too gritty in the streets
Been doing this music shit, yeah, it was my destiny

Got the sauce, yeah, baby, I got the recipe
Watch out for the opps, man, this shit get crazy
Really do it for my city, no fake, no gimmick
Really put in work overtime, this ain't no f*ckin' scrimmage

A lot of people talk that shit, but they ain't really living
What you know about EBT is Section 8 living
Van to van, had a motel, shit was crazy
We ain't going back to them days, it felt like I was in the case

Family was stuck, tell the n****s, remember them days
N****s don't know about my pain, well, feel the rage
Make a bitch disappear, you can call me David Blaine
I just want blue bucks, I tell her I don't want the change

All these n****s gon' hate, cause they ain't do it like me
I be making these movies, you can call me Spike Lee
Need all my dough, need all my cheese
Young n***a on the road, I'm just trying to get to these G's

Can't trust a f*ckin' thot, can't trust a f*ckin' B
It's still M.O.B
Need all my dough, need all my cheese
Young n***a on the road, I'm just trying to get to these G's

Can't trust a f*ckin' thot, can't trust a f*ckin' B
It's still M.O.B
Why these n****s keep hanging around with these class clowns
They in all of my city, they all I'm holding down

N****s hating on me, not even trying to show love now
I pull up to your city, it's a bust down
Bad bitches want to shake ass, cause know we up now
If I'm on your city, I'll go ahead and throw a dub now

Freestyle, no pretty pad, they like how you do it
Going crazy all on these beats, I'm really going stupid
Never trust none of these hoes, they really snake Judas
N****s switching up for a hoe, like how could you do this

I just want to get that bag, let's go ahead and do it
Tell a bitch to get that bag, go ahead and proceed
Need all my dough, need all my cheese
Young n***a on the road, I'm just trying to get to these G's

Can't trust a f*ckin' thot, can't trust a f*ckin' B
It's still M.O.B
Need all my dough, need all my cheese
Young n***a on the road, I'm just trying to get to these G's

F*ck a thot, f*ck a bitch, can't trust a f*ckin' B
It's still M.O.B