Lyrics

Jay Tee, what's up Playboy?
I ain't seen you in a while man
What you been up to?
You know I got it ready for you in there man
Go do what you do
I'm back in the booth 100% proof
It's Playa Jay Tee I been a hustla since my youth
I make money quick I'm tryna get wealthy
My daughters say I'm sick I need to get healthy
They want me out the streets I tell 'em I can't let go
A hunnit thow ain't shit I need to go and get mo'
I barely even sleep, too much money on my mind
Your boy is N2DEEP heavy on the grind
I'm doing what it take for bread to keep flowin'
If times get tuff my tramp a start hoeing
See I'm a straight savage California bear
Way doper than the average V Town player
My mouthpiece is slick I need to run for president
It's Mr. Jaime Trago Solano County resident
The 7 0 Sev itty bitty city
Hella bitches got my name tatted on they titty
They love the way a pimp straight up mistreat it
For the rest of my life I can slide thru and beat it
She used to be bad but now she's even badder
I heard she got a man but that don't even matter
I might say what's up now he thankin' that we cool
But check this out Patna I'm a motha fuckin fool
I's raised in these streets round D-Boy dope dealers
Started off as friends ended up as killers
Some made it out but most never left
Right by his house he died an early death
See don't nobody thump they all be into gun play
It might not be tonight but it's gon' happen one day
Your just another victim of living in the hood
I told ya get up out the game but I knew ya never would
So now you in the dirt nothing but a memory
If someone's gon' get hurt its either gon' be him or me
And I ain't going out I got too much invested
It's money on my mind that's why I'm never fully rested
I be laying in my bed with one eye always open
Me ending up dead I know you cats is hoping
They want me in a hearst but that'll never happen
I'm right here gettin' money you way over there still rappin'
I'm stacking up my coins so one day I can feast
I's tired of being broke so now it's time to beast
I really came from nothing now I'm rising up the ranks
I don't be in clubs, I be up in banks
Checkin on my bread making sho' its long
To my potnas doing fed time I hope y'all staying strong
You finally got caught so now you got to pay
100 more months is how long you got to stay
You get to see your kids once a year thru the glass
Long as you keep the faith this here too shall pass
They say God is good so that's what I'm believing
I'm thankful everyday for this cash that I'm receiving
You never would of thought I'd ever make it out Vallejo
You smile in my face behind my back you pray I fail
See I don't even know why you hating on mine
I'm all thru the doe you still waiting in line
You claim to be a boss and that you running the turf
But a pound of some brown weed is all that you worth
You ain't shit now probably never will be
Me throwing in the towel man you suckas kill me
I ain't gon stop till my casket close
I'm still Pimpin' hoes slammin' Cadillac doors
I'm still doing thangs that you cowards can't do
You thought that I was done nah Playa I ain't thru
I'm a keep spittin' that shit that you love
Already told you I was blessed from the man up above
Until the day he say that it's time to go
I'm making every minute count until it's no more
A, I got to roll Playa, alright man, yeah I got to pick my kids up
Man be safe dog, Alright yeah hit me tomorrow
Written by: J. Trujillo
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