Big Scoob, Krizz Kaliko - D-Boy lyrics

This one here man
Wrote this one for my niggas
Still trapped in the struggle
You know what I mean?
My niggas that hustle and get it, You
Know the fam don't understand you sometimes
Man but this how the fam eat
You know what I mean?
It's what the hood taught us, man
It's all we know

This is all I know, always be a d boy
Hustle in the streets, don't understand me
I'm a d boy it be me in the streets
Where you don't understand me, i'm a d boy
By any means tryna get that paper
Try to stop me, but I'm a d boy
Don't know nothing else but that d
In the street i'm a d boy

Hustlers but I'm good in the hood
Understand I'm a man, plus my hustle is good
Mama tryed to raise me right
I chose street life earn stripes late night
With the rifle talking right
Chacing paper, pulling capers
I was tought to get it
If making moves make the money
Then I'm fucking with it
Full of liquor dripping wet
I be pouring more
With every move you can smell
It dripping out my pours
A natural born killer, then that Yay hit
I gradguated from a thunder
With my pay flipped
Took position in the kitchen
I'm the one whippin
The red Bloods show me love
I'm the one pitchen
Palms itchin while I'm grippin
I get no sleep
I'm never slippin, I blow heat
These packs and cash of
Plenty don't bring joy
Now I'm on top, I'm the talk
I'll always be a d boy

This is all I know, always be a d boy
Hustle in the streets, don't understand me
I'm a d boy it be me in the streets
Where you don't understand me, i'm a d boy
By any means tryna get that paper
Try to stop me, but I'm a d boy
Don't know nothing else but that d
In the street i'm a d boy

In the hood with me
Gotta get out, it ain't good for me
But it keep clothes on my back
Meals on the table
Imma keep grinding if I'm able

Dope statis in the hood
Now they call me a kingpin
Receave it if you need it
The homie can get it then
Plenty guns, plenty funds
We move like an army clique
Talk shit, you get hit
We ain't ones to fuck with
The plug delivered
Packs fly through the mail
Got a bitch at UPS
She bring the package herself
Greesed palms, young don
Such a vision of wealth
It don't move till I say move
My mission is held
Worked hard to be in charge
Damb if I lose it
Break my bread and shake the feds
Probably put it in music
That's my dream and my team
We go so hard for the cream
Since the 90s, like it's never been seen
Block monster to a mobster
Story written in blood
Too raw for the TV, but believe me it's good
In every hood and every city
Niggas just like me a yolo soldier

This is all I know, always be a d boy
Hustle in the streets, don't understand me
I'm a d boy it be me in the streets
Where you don't understand me, i'm a d boy
By any means tryna get that paper
Try to stop me, but I'm a d boy
Don't know nothing else but that d
In the street i'm a d boy