Ya Dig? (feat. 12_Mac & Modern)

If money bring pain
Then it's all in my brain
It's not bout the fame
It's more bout the chains
Tryna free up my game
I'm sharpening my gaze
Maintaining my lane
Do you dig what I'm sayin
Do you dig what I'm sayin
Do you dig what I'm sayin
Do you dig what I'm sayin
If money bring pain
Then it's all in my brain
It's not bout the fame
It's more bout the chains
Tryna free up my game
I'm sharpening my gaze
Maintaining my lane
Do you dig what I'm sayin
Do you dig what I'm sayin
Do you dig what I'm sayin
Do you dig what I'm sayin
Just a product of poverty
Delinquent majority
A vast popularity
I know insanity
From a clan full of vanity
Creating a dynasty
Know that I'd rather be
In financial monopoly
If the money's a tool
Then it's all I need
If she fucking me right
Get her double G
Spend my last on that ass
If she onto me
Hit a lick
Hit the booth
Get a trim
Wear a suit
Take my bitch to the moon
All these chains choking me in my sleep
And I can't even lay till I fume
Zoots after zoots
I keep pouring this lean down my throat
And it keeps me in tune
Brody unlocked this one beat
And we got it on heat once he came out the booth
If money bring pain
Then it's all in my brain
It's not bout the fame
It's more bout the chains
Tryna free up my game
I'm sharpening my gaze
Maintaining my lane
Do you dig what I'm sayin
Do you dig what I'm sayin
Do you dig what I'm sayin
Do you dig what I'm sayin
If money bring pain
Then it's all in my brain
It's not bout the fame
It's more bout the chains
Tryna free up my game
I'm sharpening my gaze
Maintaining my lane
Do you dig what I'm sayin
Do you dig what I'm sayin
Do you dig what I'm sayin
Do you dig what I'm sayin
I just splashed a 50 ball
On my dawg
Put my dawg on
Ya dig what I'm sayin
Bitches wanna come and live
With the dawg
Fuck the dawgs
Dawg ya dig what I'm sayin
Gucci socks in my crocs
Even when I'm chando
I'ma still be on slayin
Money gang
Dummy gang
Put the beamer
On a bad bitch
Ya dig what I'm sayin
Ball out
I just put a pack in play
And it's all gone
Put your next bitch on a plane
Cause she all ours
Pull up in a bentley
I swear I swear
I'ma get a milly
I swear I swear
Gang hit back on a hoe
Made her geek
Pretty trap bitch
She in love with the team
Huncho a winner
He beating the league
VVS diamonds
You know that we eating
My dawg on
Bitch on
Gang strong
Hoe you better know we ain't gon leave
Money long
Dick long
Chain hang
From my neck to my black ass feet
I rolled a baby on a skrilla
Ya dig
Pour my bruk in a max
Ya dig
SpongeBob in my belly
Ya dig
You niggas broker then a junkie
Ya dig me
Pussy ass niggas don't cash out
Your boyfriend broke
He came up off a hand outs
Fuck your ex and percocets
I'm sipping lean till I pass out
She got a money machine
Beep in her chest
Just like cash app
She said she a 10
She play with the gang
Bitch got kicked out
If money bring pain
Then it's all in my brain
It's not bout the fame
It's more bout the chains
Tryna free up my game
I'm sharpening my gaze
Maintaining my lane
Do you dig what I'm sayin
Do you dig what I'm sayin
Do you dig what I'm sayin
Do you dig what I'm sayin
If money bring pain
Then it's all in my brain
It's not bout the fame
It's more bout the chains
Tryna free up my game
I'm sharpening my gaze
Maintaining my lane
Do you dig what I'm sayin
Do you dig what I'm sayin
Do you dig what I'm sayin
Do you dig what I'm sayin
Keeping it player
Im always pushin P
Never stress about a bitch
I keep my double cup locked
When I roll up this Zaza
Never switching lanes
Mac got the cheese
So we always on Mars
Back on earth we hope in Beamers
Back to back wins
My niggas been hot since 16
And never got raided
Got a big bag
Had to call big bad
Just to help me blow a bag
I'm risking it all
Cause my life on the line
Vision blurry but I know I'm good
Popped a xan got me sky high
Had to come down to earth
Niggas be greedy
They never wanna see a young nigga
Litty