Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Dog Year , by - G Perico. Release date: 22.08.2019
Song language: English
Dog Year |
| Motherfucker, please, catch me in the streets |
| Real hot boy playin' 400 degrees |
| Yosemite Sam, I don’t hang if I don’t got it |
| Might use a fake name, I ain’t carryin' no wallet, shit |
| Ask me no questions I tell you no lies |
| Look me in my face, can you tell that I’m high |
| Boy got cracked on trial for a murder |
| Seen his mama pass out when they read out the verdict |
| I’m runnin' outta time here |
| If you don’t get life then you get murdered and die here |
| But somehow I survive here |
| Three sixty-five 'round here is like a dog year |
| Feel like I’m runnin' outta time here |
| If you don’t get life then you get murdered and die here |
| But somehow I survived here |
| Three sixty-five 'round here is like a dog year |
| Everybody gotta keep livin' |
| I’m on a whole other level, rich Crippin' |
| Representin' 10−8 'til the endin' |
| Don’t ask how I’m feelin', I ain’t workin' with no feelings |
| Worth over a million still be where they killin' |
| Still shootin' craps in the back of the buildin' |
| Tell me what they hit fo', nigga, when you get home |
| That meth takin' niggas out, please don’t disappoint me |
| I been gettin' paid, I can’t lie about that |
| In the latest new car ridin' 'round with my strap |
| A lotta shit changed, now I got expensive habits |
| I got better girls now, I don’t fuck with ratchets |
| I’m runnin' outta time here |
| If you don’t get life then you get murdered and die here |
| But somehow I survive here |
| Three sixty-five 'round here is like a dog year |
| Feel like I’m runnin' outta time here |
| If you don’t get life then you get murdered and die here |
| But somehow I survived here |
| Three sixty-five 'round here is like a dog year |
| Everybody run when they pull out them guns |
| Everybody tough 'til their homie get puffed |
| Real friends don’t let friends drive drunk |
| In LA your real friends shoot you up |
| You got death on your back, you might not make it through the summer |
| I got staff all paid to bust my burners |
| What make you think you a real one? |
| Boy, you ain’t never even did nothin' |
| Feel like it’s me against everybody, all you niggas |
| Keep gettin' paid while the world keep spinnin' |
| Kept runnin' plays locked up in the system |
| Keep runnin' plays 'til I’m up one billion |
| I’m runnin' outta time here |
| If you don’t get life then you get murdered and die here |
| But somehow I survive here |
| Three sixty-five 'round here is like a dog year |
| Feel like I’m runnin' outta time here |
| If you don’t get life then you get murdered and die here |
| But somehow I survived here |
| Three sixty-five 'round here is like a dog year |