Del Lago

[Intro: 38 Spesh]

(Doughonthebeat)

Huh, ayo

[Verse 1: 38 Spesh]

I got locked up on Chili Ave, I was a youth then

Weighed one-sixty-five, came home, two-ten

All I had was a notebook and a blue pen

If you let me hold your gun, you my true friend

A few losses, a few wins

The young dude with twenty-two-inch rims on the new Benz

When I shoot, you gon' lose limbs

Now let's see if y'all sharks can swim while missin' a few fins

Had to tie up some loose ends

I make my fat hoes pay me double 'cause thеy got two chins

Walk in the room, your boo grins

When I'm done with your bitch, shе gon' need her some new shins

I committed a few sins

Y'all niggas think y'all rich with two M's 'til that loot spends

I don't follow the new trends

In a suite at the del Lago gettin' swallowed by two twins, trust

[Chorus: Stove God Cooks]

I was tryna find my way to the money (To find my way to the money)

I found a way (I found a way)

Niggas said that they was real, I believed 'em (I believed 'em)

Found out they was fake (Fake)

Now we whip Rolls, from six O's to big loads, bricks sold

Before we even get home (Get home)

I went from six O's to big loads, bricks sold

Before we even get home ('Fore we even get home)

[Verse 2: 38 Spesh]

Ayo, before I make it home, I got the shit sold

You won't believe how many kis this whip holds

Thank God for the trips that my bitch drove

Five hundred thou', sit back, I ship gold

Seen whole cliques fold 'cause a snitch told

Y'all always high and wonder why your chips low

You'll be rich if you save that bread you give hoes

But instead niggas wan' get fed by big bros

Gettin' a bunch of bricks, them was kid goals

We did that in '06 with big clothes

I was in the trap since Super Nintendos

If the porch was enclosed, we used the windows

Stood on the block for hours, ten toes

Sellin' powder, my power was imposed

I'm a hustler that follow the pimp codes

Let a hollow tip explode through your lymph nodes, trust

[Chorus: Stove God Cooks]

I was tryna find my way to the money (To find my way to the money)

I found a way (I found a way)

Niggas said that they was real, I believed 'em (I believed 'em)

Found out they was fake (Fake)

Now we whip Rolls, from six O's to big loads, bricks sold

Before we even get home (Get home)

I went from six O's to big loads, bricks sold

Before we even get home ('Fore we even get home)