On My di*k lyrics

Bra if ya cash ain't right...
Right now dawg sh*t just f*cked up right now..
Dawg you done took a lost when a b*tch don't wanna give you nothing...
Tellin' you dawg you can make somethin' happen..

[Hook: 2x]
My money lookin' funny, n*gga just makin' it barely
sh*t ain't how it use to be, n*gga ain't fronting the packin'
Gotta choke me a b*tch outta something I gotta have it
I'm on my di*k, dawg, gotta make something happen

[Verse 1]
When a n*gga money f*cked up it's hard fo' him to think straight
Seem like a n*gga life in a park when he ain't got no cake
First thing that cross a b*tch mind, sh*t he gotta take
You can stay broke forever, or you can make it shake
Cause when you broke, b*tch talk to you any kinda way
You on ya di*k b*tch, but don't wanna here sh*t you gotta say
If you ain't built for this street sh*t, then get out the way
Cause when a n*gga broke, everybody's f*ckin' prey
You either get money out here...
Or you f*ckin' hate
You think a n*gga gon' give you something...
Then keep waiting..
You betta suck up ya muthaf*ckin' pride and chase it
Cause when a n*gga broke he ain't 'pose to have no patience
[Hook: 2x]

[Verse 2]
I don't know if GOD tryin' to punish me, or my luck just bad
I don't care which one of 'em it is, but I need some f*ckin' cash..
I rather be in prison broke then out here without a stash
They say when it rains, it pours than how will it last?
Before I let it rain on me I'mma let a b*tch crash
Wit all black on chie and ski mask
The streets judge off what you got..
Not what you had..
I took a lost and it hurt me, f*cked me up bad
It ain't no feelin' in the world like loosing ya last
I ain't got no choice, I'm f*cked up, gotta bounce back
Seems like it take forever to get to get it..
But you can loose it fast..
I rather a muf*cka visit me while sitting behind a glass

[Hook: 2x]

[Verse 3]
That n*gga that invented robbin' I bet he was broke
Cause when you f*cked up out here..
It ain't no f*ckin' joke..
And all bets off when a n*gga money low
A n*gga willing to take chances he ain't neva took before
And willing to cross a muf*cka for the love of the dough
I can't fault n*gga, cause I done did that sh*t before
If you gon' take it, just be ready to play how it go
It's every n*gga for self..
This sh*t cutthroat..
I bet I patch me a n*gga for he patch me though..
For every n*gga ballin' it's a hundred n*ggas hunting
I don't know if he told, but these young n*ggas thuggin'
So why you outta balling, it's some n*ggas riding lucky
[Hook until song fades]