Do It For The Bay

[Verse 1: MondreM.A.N] Look, look Yo, times like this I need hash in the blunt Getting dressed off a tip, a blue dolphin in the water Getting swoop from your daughter, I keep calling her mami Getting lost in my time around some mountains you find me Last night got it in with the MOB: Hus, Joe Blow Rob Lo, lot of game so, taking sips Of this Bellvie only to this jet row Man that nigga there go, with the yates in my wrist game and ? [Hook] Wet like jews, you know how we do, bad bitch, she the truth Show her to the crew, getting money times 2 Streets don’t love you, streets don’t love you But when we come through they say we got that yay We do it for the bay They say we got that yay [Verse 2: Squadda B] I’ve been on this shit since the sun rise Book us for a show I bet we come high come fly Never been on TV, she says there go that one guy I’m there with your bitch, so broke that I wanna cry, never wanna die I just step my game up, the way I do my business, fuck my fame up Keep a goon in reach but I'm my own son Made my own lane on my own son Same street still where I growed up, real nigga, pour up [Verse 3: DaVinci] You know what we do it for, you know what I’m shooting for Street keep asking, waiting for my crew to blow Thoroughbred, th-th-thoroughbred I'mma beast, I be wylin', If I’m lying then I’m flying Knock hoes, we ain’t trying, Just did a show On the block, had the whole motherfucking thang rocking Me and Main Attrakionz, them my niggas for real And the streets won’t sleep 'till you give us a deal, you hear? It's so real though What I represent? this is Fillmoe Stomach still roaring, feet to the floor and All I do is chase bank, JP Morgan Used to get it quick chopping bricks like a foreman Get a pack, run it back like Frank Gore man... Here’s to capital D If you ain’ talking money you ain’t yapping at me [Hook]