Izaya Tiji
Dig Thru Dirt (Pt. 1 & 2)
[Part 1]
(Woah)
What did you know? (Woah, woah)
I'm gone now
So gone, so gone (Woah)
Can't get enough of yourself
Conceited, I love that shit
Yeah (Ou) I love my bitch (Love my bitch)
I love what you, have become (Mm)
Look, Look (woah)
I'm for you (No)
Made it even though you
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Never believed in yourself
My n***a locked up still (My n***a locked up still)
For sumn' he ain't even do
That shit hurt me still (Hurt me still)
I don't know what to do
Sending money to your books (Your books)
You was never no crook (You was no crook, no)
I knew you before, anyone, else
That's just how it go
Treat your friends right cause you just don't know, how long
You got with them
You got with 'em
I know I folded a few times
I'm not rich yet
But you can bet that
I'll split a dime and we'll both have five cents
Whatever we can get
We gon get it (yeah)
Both of us (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Yeah, Cause I love you like that (That, mm)
I love 'em like that (That, mm)
Can't switch, no, can't (Can't)
Cause I love 'em like that
[Part 2]
Yeah blat, yeah, blat blat
(Slayworld Soldier)
We don't tell a n***a what we gon' (Do)
And I got a crush on that money (Ou)
I got a Hawaiian bitch name Lulu
Testing me n***a and you gone flew (Flew)
Two foreign cars both blue
Just spilled the pint, oops
I got that n***a he gone lose (Yeah)
Fuckin' (Lose) that bitch, she so loose (Yes)
Choppa bullets hit you like damn nuke (Slay)
Who better? (Uh, who?)
.45 sing a lil' tune-tune
E43, zoom-zoom (Zoom)
Playin' that bitch like a flute-flute
He so sick, he got the damn flu (flu)
Who is this guy? Who?
(Yeah, I don't know)
Put him in the sky, give 'em wings, and watch him fly
Ar-15, (Watch him fly) fa-la-la-la-la-la, ha, haha
Yeah, the money is mine
I get a check, just from bein' wise
Choppa bullets cut 'em, circumsiced (circumsiced)
[?] go lie
Getting all the money, oh my gosh (Ouu)
Fancy ass n***a, so posh (Ouuu)
I need that money, I need poles (Ouuu)
[Outro]
(Yeah, ey, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)