DRYWALL

[Intro: al.divino]
Ayo (Doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot)
Ayo

[Verse 1: al.divino & BoriRock]
A lot of paper, need a lot of paper (Chi-ching!)
If I was locked up I'd be face carvin’ by nature, can't call it though (Can't call it)
Kane was by the bodega
Bet a large wage, we weighin’ the gains, Scareface behavior
My hitters snip you 'fore a shoot (Bing-bing-bing!)
You a hater 'cause you a bitch and broke
Break the plast', drywall by the 8-ball (Huh?)
You don't even know what coke is (Ay!)
Like it's The Last Heist we gon' go big (Huh?)
Hustle like I got focus, to break bread
Broke a rib of yours, I was hungry, you walk me (Word?)
Now I count a hundred for doly
My lil' brodies dump a chain like, "Fuck policе" (Boom!)
You front for hoes, we over hеre
Heat seekin’ missiles, I was molded to be a fisher (Dootdoot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot)
Fist full of fifties, fish in the powder (Sniff)
Sniff ’til your face numb (Aha)
A-1000 since day one (Right!)
Rocket with bass drums, son, we take what we want (On Dogz! Bing, bing, bing)

[Chorus: BRAVDON & BoriRock]
You know the game fucked up when the K got cut (The game fucked up, nigga!)
You get your brains pushed out if you don't got your cut (Brrt!)
You know the game fucked up when the prices is low (Brrt!)
A brick like twenty-eight, I used to thirty-four (I used to charge up!)

[Verse 2: BRAVDON, Shaykh Hanif & BoriRock]
Ayo, I’m on a mission, I ain't nobody listend (Brrt)
Man, 20/20 vision in the Civic, catch me dippin' (Skrrt!)
Been pickin' up some vixens for the fixings (Yeah)
My sleeks hissin’ in your district (Ayy)
Your whole life, man, that's a fiction (Fiction)
My mental abuse and drug addiction
Been screamin' out your problems, but it sound like you was whisperin' (Ah)
Man, put it all on the line like you was sniffin' (Ayy)
And you ain't gotta eat shrooms, baby, to know you trippin'
Some days I only wanna enjoy peace
I'm lookin' at this nice scenery as I woke speak (Speak, ah)
Okay, I know I'm on the one, just like Kenobi
And then I go ghost just like Holy (Yo)
And if these motherfuckers ever owe me, this shit is for the homies
That ones that taught are the OG's
I light this bitch up just like a bogie (Bow-bow)
And still fuck the police (Fuck 'em)
Man, niggas talkin' 'bout sucessess, but won't show me
And I ain't gettin' the meanin' at the top it's really lonely (On Dogz, nigga!)

[Chorus: BRAVDON, BoriRock & Shaykh Hanif]
You know the game fucked up when the K got cut (Huh? Fucked up)
You get your brains pushed out if you don't got your cut (Bow-bow-bow!)
You know the game fucked up when the prices is low (Brrt!)
A brick like twenty-eight, I used to thirty-four (Yo, I used to charge up, nigga!)

[Verse 3: Shaykh Hanif]
We in the kitchen cookin' how the vision lookin'
Try to catch me off balance, had to shift the foot in
I do my thing on that pot, they said I sticked my foot in
He said he wished a nigga would, now he wish I wouldn't
Plus, I'm rollin' with some shooters, whip one-twenty on brain
Before I drop twenty on chains I spend money on 'caine
In the Boxster Porsche, color sriracha sauce
You tellin' if you get knocked, nigga, knock it off
Money behind the drywall, work touched down like I'm Portnoy
Nigga, I just gotta get my style on
Three hots in the cot in five salat
Thinkin' when I get out, nigga, I'ma supply the block, for real