Doughmars - Joyeria lyrics

[Verse One] I keep quiet with my older n***as I get money with my colder n***as With the dons, I'm soldier n***a Never talk, but hold tight to the controller n***a n***as will split your sh**, for being rich Make you sick with 20 clips, now they rich with many whips Lock and load for the greedy, make it rain for the needy Balance got the hustle easy Below steamy, unseemly in the land of the measley Where they put hands on the feebly, and n***as die biweekly after treaties Lacking of respect, asking for the tech They wanna cry when they finna die Minimize ya lives, my rhymes symbolize the struggle of n***as my size Hypnotized by the guys that we idolized But eventually embraced our fathers centrally Tremendously appreciated, sh** is heavenly Ya feeling me? With a car so lavishly With some bars so magically intertwined with reality [Hook] While rich get richer and the clips get bigger I'mma pick my liquor I'mma sip my n***a While the rich get richer and the clips get bigger I'mma pick my liquor, and kick it with my n***as [Verse Two] The money's pouring in so the funnies play close again Staying close, watching my back, like supposed to been Palms out for that cheddar That baretta hiding behind their back the moment they bitter So many letters from old friends saying I sold out Cause their dough's out, refused my bids, now sporting low pouts The hoe's out, wasn't as allies With close ties, similar highs, brothers till we die Friendship in disguise, the harsh truth n***a's back thoughts eventually accrue to uncool Criminal, evil, cruel, workings of a fool The instigator? not me, and not you It's that dough n***a, it's them coins n***as f** your whole life up and split your groins n***a Rob your mother for a nickel k** your brother for a dime As long as the nines ain't empty, I'm going out for mine [Hook]