Solo Dolo lyrics

[Verse 1]
Inspired by the lights I'm being patient with this sh*t
I'mma probably hit your city and rep Vegas all in that b*tch
Look, ladies all on my di*k
Throw that pus*y just so I notice them, backstage and I'm on my sh*t
Them hoes seen the dough and they broke it in
I got bad sh*t on my mind, but I'm looking like I'm supposed to win
I did bad sh*t in my time, now I'm dealing with it as an older kid
I spit real sh*t for the real n*ggas, truth is they can't take this sh*t
These n*ggas try to take my soul, them n*ggas better know how to take a clip
I got guns all in my closet, attention all in these chapters
God all on my side, you can hear the sh*t in my laughter
With these little n*ggas that'll ride for me
Big homies that's guiding me
But God can't protect everything see this four-five on the side of me
See it's 2012 and my mind f*cked, f*cked around and got mindf*cked
Rewind back smoke some tree and realize where y'all 'bout to wind up
Took the time now understand it's an understatement to underplan
Front ya man I say f*ck a deal I got the skills I need a hundred grand
I'm starting my own sh*t boy, putting all of my n*ggas on, we in the zone
We traveling I got the whole world tryna sing along
Swagging out for y'all little n*ggas
Just to get to y'all little n*ggas
I pray to God that you pray to God
Stay in your lane and we good n*gga
[Hook]
Money plus the pus*y plus the pain
Equals pleasure, but the pleasure equals change
And when I tell a n*gga that I'm growing that don't mean that I'm no lame
I just figured how to operate the game, can't trust 'em so I be riding
Solo Dolo(x3)
I can't trust 'em so I'm riding
Solo Dolo(x3)

[Verse 2]
I seen the hate when I seen the fame
Same n*ggas from my projects
I seen the lane and I mastered it
You fascinated by my progress
Boy I been on my P's and Q's
Believe in me you believe the truth
Momma ain't raised no ho n*gga
But the streets had to show me how to speak the truth
Still walking that Wright Road, I Soul Searched and I found me
Lost some n*ggas, gained some n*ggas
But I'm proud of the n*ggas that surround me
Proud of the n*ggas that found me
Funk Volume all in ya face!
Flintstone better get gone, all about my chips cause I'm Vegas raised
See I got a little hate in my heart like I play in the dark
Kinda crazy but I'm playing it smart
Can't stunt so I came to talk, the sound of p*ssing an angel off
Ain't it hard, living the life, by the end of the night you'll be all alone
Came with n*ggas but them ain't the n*ggas that was with you when you first walked through that door
[Hook]