[Intro: Ken Dogg]
Yeah, Ayy
I love you, Concept
Be there, Be there
Who gone be there?
Who gone be there for you?
Who gone be there for you?
[Chorus: Ken Dogg]
Who gone be there for you when it's all done?
Who gone be there for you?
Who gone be there for you when it's all gone?
Who gone be there for you?
Who gone be there for you? (4xs)
[Verse: Ken Dogg]
I can't do the show, I gotta make a play
If I pour this 4, I'm gone be runnin' late
Jace fuckin' hate it when I make 'em wait
They hated when I came up, seen it on they face
I done got away with murder in the kitchen
My brother got away with murder in the trenches
Wash that dirty money like we washing dishes
It's safe to say, I'm on the road to some riches
Bottled up so much pain
You can see it all in my face
Sometimes I cry myself to fuckin' sleep
Take these percs' to fight my demons
If I don't got 'em, then I'm feigning
Came from the bottom like Bikini
It's starting to feel like that I'm dreaming
But I ain't sleep, can't change me, gotta pay me
If you got a dream, you better go for it
I could fit 'bout 50 thousand in this Goyard
My and my niggas got it sewed up
I'm pourin' 4s up in my soda
Every single sip, I'm getting slower
Forgiatos on the fuckin coupe, I'ma spazz
Got a bad bitch, she a freaky bitch, but she got class
Man this ZO6 so fast, pray to God I do not crash it
Get the money, then I'll stash it
I did not get this off of rappin'
Don't give a fuck about this rap shit
Gotta make a play to feed my family
Yeah, Ayy
I love you, Concept
Be there, Be there
Who gone be there?
Who gone be there for you?
Who gone be there for you?
[Chorus: Ken Dogg]
Who gone be there for you when it's all done?
Who gone be there for you?
Who gone be there for you when it's all gone?
Who gone be there for you?
Who gone be there for you? (4xs)
[Verse: Ken Dogg]
I can't do the show, I gotta make a play
If I pour this 4, I'm gone be runnin' late
Jace fuckin' hate it when I make 'em wait
They hated when I came up, seen it on they face
I done got away with murder in the kitchen
My brother got away with murder in the trenches
Wash that dirty money like we washing dishes
It's safe to say, I'm on the road to some riches
Bottled up so much pain
You can see it all in my face
Sometimes I cry myself to fuckin' sleep
Take these percs' to fight my demons
If I don't got 'em, then I'm feigning
Came from the bottom like Bikini
It's starting to feel like that I'm dreaming
But I ain't sleep, can't change me, gotta pay me
If you got a dream, you better go for it
I could fit 'bout 50 thousand in this Goyard
My and my niggas got it sewed up
I'm pourin' 4s up in my soda
Every single sip, I'm getting slower
Forgiatos on the fuckin coupe, I'ma spazz
Got a bad bitch, she a freaky bitch, but she got class
Man this ZO6 so fast, pray to God I do not crash it
Get the money, then I'll stash it
I did not get this off of rappin'
Don't give a fuck about this rap shit
Gotta make a play to feed my family
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