[Verse 1:]

On the streets doin' crimes is no joke

But you ain't get no choice when you go broke

It's either poverty or this a gun in your fist

And to survive in the streets you gotta take risks

They say you lose some you win some

But I don't lose none cause I want income

And I ain't workin' for the nickel and dime

So I say fuck that turn to crime 

Tryin' to figure a way to get rich fast

Snatch a pocket book and bust the bitch ass

But yo that still ain't enough for me

I need doe so I can live comfortably

So I pulls enough stick up hold another vic up

Till I got enough to make a pick up 

It started out for self with an eighth a key

My momma says street life ain't safe for me

But I ain't tryin' to hear none of that 

Cause pushin' a motherfuckin' broom for the man ain't where it's at

So I set up shop on the block 

Gave a knucklehead a job on the corner sellin' rock

Flip the eight six times and got a whole key

Now every nigga in town wanna roll with me

But I runs a tight shipment and won't slip

A worker fuck up a dime he gets pistol whipped

I'm in the game for all it's worth

Havin' shoot outs and bouts for clout and blocks of turf 

But I ain't got no "S" on my fuckin' chest 

Huh so instead I wear a bullet proof vest

A nigga tests and I'm a check the fool I'm from the old school

I take respect with a tool

Do what I gotta to survive as long as I'm alive

Cause I ain't fuckin' with no nine to five 

I'm slingin' bass



[Hook:]

"Bass" "More bass"



Nickles, dimes, ounces keys

20, 50 100 G's [x2]



[Verse 2:]

Yo shit is rollin' money comin' in thick

Bitches like magnetics clingin' on my fuckin' dick

But I'm after something greater

Give me the money the power and the pussy come later

Rollin' for self with wealth on the D.L.

And now live well cause D.R.U.G. sell

Hard as stone takin' over the projects

Cashin' in multi million dollar mob checks

The don of all dons

A straight up brut quick to shoot with loot like Nicki Bonds

Last punk that tried to stop me

Went straight to the morgue motherfuck the autopsy

You know what it was a slug in his mug

But the punk niggas people told the Feds 

Now they knockin' at my door (get the fuck up c'mon)

I'm butt naked in the bed with a whore

Grab my drawers ran straight for the safe

I flushed the drugs and threw the doe in the pillow case

Grabbed my nine and broke for the window



[Girl:]

Naw I ain't jumpin'!



[Grand Daddy I.U.:]

Then turn yourself in hoe

Cause I ain't goin' out like a chump

I'm three storeies high but fuck it I gots to jump

So here I come head first through the glass

Hit the ground and bust my whole fuckin' ass

Landin' hurt but still I kept runnin'

I opened the car door quick and threw the gun in

Drippin' blood from my hands and my knees

Look under the seat for the fuckin' spare keys

Cranked her up and peeled off

Leavin' a fat trail of smoke as I broke the fuck north

That's when I heard a gun blast

Took a look back and seen the coppers dead smack on my black ass

Rollin' two cars deep no time to sleep

They had the bitch I was with in the backseat

And you know the hoe tellin' 

Just got humped tryin' to front with her cunt smellin'

I get vex and start to let off

Three in a row tryin' to blow the old dirty snitch head off

I caught the driver instead

And opened his head went through the glass 

Car crash now they all dead

Still one car behind me 

I got the doe in the back and my hand on my nine G

So I starts to unload 

I put a slug in the engine and watch the whole shit explode

Now that's the end of the chase 

You know where I'm headed to the motherfuckin' block slangin' bass 

Motherfucker



[Hook]