Ex DoughBoy

Les Go Yo, listen up to the tale of the Dough Boy He hustled on the streets, always chasing his joy From dawn 'til dusk, he's grindin with coy Cause he Stacking up that paper, like a motha fuckin toy Raised in the struggle, born with the hunger No fuckin spoons we always gotta wonder With every dollar he make in a week He always playin games with the youngins he beat Dough Boy, stacking up the cash Living fast, movin fast in a flash Livin through the trials spinnin in a fuckin dash A street legend spreadin his fuckin trash Aye Fleein on cops and playas like a fuckin game But playas got there crew, they all the same Never backing down, i got the fuckin aim Every name in my face gotta be the same Countin all the pens in his pockets they stay thick But deep inside, there's a soul to pick Dreams of better life, for him and his chick Through the struggles and the strife, they'll always win this shit Dough Boy, stacking up the cash Living fast, movin fast in a flash Livin through the trials spinnin in a fuckin dash A street legend, spreadin his fuckin trash Aye From the block to the top, he's on the rise With fire in his eyes, reaching for the fuckin sky He never holdin back, he always deny He alwats think he hustle, like a Dough Boy lie So here's to the Dough Boy, a legend in the making, Through the trials of life, he'll keep on fakin With every step forward, he's gonna keep mistaken A block of dough, its all just a makin