OK FN DaDealer (Ft. Rylo Rodriguez)

[Intro: FN DaDealer]
Might get on that bitch with you, know what I'm sayin'?
Naw, for real, nigga
(Go crazy, AG)
Nigga goddamn see all that, but it don't even matter
See all this shit that a nigga did and went through, nigga, you know what I'm sayin'?
Huh, woah

[Chorus: FN DaDealer]
Jumped off the porch into the streets just like a G
Rubber bands up in my pants, that's why my pockets deep
We been pushin' P, talkin' 'bout exotic weed
I won't sell 'em high 'cause I can get 'em for the cheap
I just keep havin' these dreams, they tryna kill me in my sleep
I spent thousands on these jeans, okay
I keep pourin' up this lean, I'm probably pissin' pure codeine
My cup dirty, but I'm clean, okay

[Verse 1: FN DaDealer]
Who the fuck said I was fallin' off? No way
Niggas bitches, they get cops involved, they got ho ways
I been tryna lock her jaws, in hеr mouth like Colgate
Me and partnеr was breakin' laws, he just caught a cold case
Turned dreams into reality, I grinded, should be glad for me
They keep tryna tear me down, tryna build a masterpiece
Fuck them niggas and whoever say they after me
It's gon' be a whole lotta casualties
Better not think 'bout jackin' me
Killers right on side me
Jefe tweakin' out, say he itchin' for a body
I ain't nothin' like DeJ Loaf, please don't try me
I ain't nothin' like DeJ Loaf, please don't try me