DOM KENNEDY - Black Bentleys lyrics

Never fall in love with the game
I might hit and go
Just take a nigga to the sto'
When my Henn is low
$100 dollar bill dice game
Yellin' 10 to fo'
Westside, OPM 4 Life, yea y'all niggas know
Gave a lot of music out for
Free instead of bein' sold
But deep down in my little heart
Man that shit is gold
Shot my videos with my cousin
Man that shit was cold
Niggas couldn't tell me back then
I wasn't Big or Hov
Now they make songs with no soul
Just to bathe in gold
Fuck it I know how the shit
Go - I pave the road
You need to spend more time
Rappin' 'stead of makin' clothes
You know I be out in Miami
Bunch of naked hoes
This year I might stay home
Catch Taste of Soul
Take a girl up to Kenneth Hahn
To the lake and stroll
Have a party for all my niggas
Who ain't make it home
Cuz hard times in Los Angeles?
It'll make you cold
So I can't sign no papers
We ain't in control
I rather be back on Vernon
Eatin' Pollo bowls
Real hood specials, 4 dollars and shit
We talkin' all street knowledge
No college and shit

They say they love Hip-Hop?
Niggas not speakin' brilliant
Plot my next 2 albums
They gon' make me each a million
I just want the bad hoes
And I wanna reach the children
Take all my royalties and go
And buy a pizza buildin'
I didn't do my homework
Still watched Rap City
Seen y'all niggas ride around
In them black Bentleys
10 years later I'm like
Damn how niggas broke?
Then wanna try to hate on
Me? I'm like nigga "No"