Lyrics

[Intro: Takbar] Yeah, you know Niggas prolly shoulda been taking this rap more serious But when you gettin' money in the streets forreal It's kinda hard to stop and go to the booth, you know When that paper steadily callin' you all day You get sidetracked from this shit, ya know what I'm sayin' And only real niggas that was gettin' real money in these streets Gon' understand what I'm sayin', you know A lot of times these rappers, they just be talkin' shit they see They emulatin' life, street life A lot of these motherfuckers ain't never got no cash So they had plenty of time to be in the stu You know, sleepin' in and all that shit But nigga, we was really rippin' and runnin' Gettin' this motherfuckin' money And it's prolly my callin' I shoulda been did this shit a long time ago But I was gettin' to that paper Please don't judge me, shit I'ma D-Boy so you know all the hoes gon' love me 10 toes down, not one less And everyday I wake up nigga I'ma ball n' flex (ballin') [Chorus: Chinx and Takbar] I would've been here sooner I would've been here sooner But I was caught up in the hoes Caught up in the cars Caught up in the money Caught up in the life I would've been here sooner But I got caught up in the dope game Talking bout this money made me feel I got caught up in the dope game A certain type of way, certain type of way I got caught up in the dope game Sorry for the wait I got caught up in the dope game I got caught up in the dope game [Verse 1: Chinx] Better late than never, perfect timing for the money Watchin' niggas ball I swear to god it made me hungry Blowin' California just a product of the corner Talkin' out of turn I had them niggas run up on you Whip to chill a nigga broke his wrist and bought a foreign Niggas kill you for this lifestyle if they can't afford it Bank 12 stories Drop top shorty Cock Glock 40' Hit the court and drop 40 It's hot up in the kitchen turn the fan up Quick to sit and when you piss, a nigga stand up Nigga quit the bitchin', nigga stand up Retaliations when them niggas hit your man up Young niggas aiming at your head for them dollas Nigga talk trash, find his head in the garbage We ain't gotta kill him, he was dead on arrival Nigga paranoid, man I swear I'm getting followed [Chorus: Chinx and Takbar] I would've been here sooner I would've been here sooner But I was caught up in the hoes Caught up in the cars Caught up in the money Caught up in the life I would've been here sooner But I got caught up in the dope game Talking bout this money made me feel I got caught up in the dope game A certain type of way, certain type of way I got caught up in the dope game Sorry for the wait I got caught up in the dope game Sorry for the wait, sorry, what [Verse 2: Chinx] Bendin' corners, ridin' on them niggas no insurance Feds rush the kitchen, throw the chickens down the toilet Fuck them niggas talkin', straight to business I was on it Dope flow fiends, tell you Christmas every morning Nigga back when I got pinched I prayed I'd bail out Now I sit on red guts, pushin' to the red line Straight to bucket on them niggas talkin' cleared out Hated holidays cause the pens hand your mail out It's hot up in the kitchen turn the fan up Lights flash when them niggas pull the van up Told my niggas go and get it fuck you scared of? For you be a man down, keep your head up All you niggas told me use a green light 'Member nigga used to move the work for the clean right Nigga drop his top they be aimin' at your bean like Youngin' was a church nigga, now he throwing B's like [Chorus: Chinx and Takbar] I would've been here sooner I would've been here sooner But I was caught up in the hoes Caught up in the cars Caught up in the money Caught up in the life I would've been here sooner But I got caught up in the dope game Talking bout this money made me feel I got caught up in the dope game A certain type of way, certain type of way I got caught up in the dope game Sorry for the wait I got caught up in the dope game Sorry for the wait I got caught up in the dope game