I Swear - Cap 1, Young Dolph

Got a studio jumpin like the trap

Couple of my partners servin crack

Couple of my niggas wearin packs

Got a nigga strap

All my niggas all about the money

All my niggas all about the money

All my niggas all about the money

Pull up, you can tell me what you wanted

I sware

I sware to being a real nigga till my last breath

Nigga I sware

I sware it ain’t that many real niggas out here

Nigga I sware leave till there’s nothing left

Nigga I sware

I sware, yeah I sware

Sware to tell the whole truth, sware to god I ain’t lying

pull up

Bitch ain’t fucking, ain’t sucking, nigga I sware

Sware ain’t got no more feelings these hoes

Hit the strip club, get to throwing up the bucks

Everything I wanted, man I got it in the clutch

Nigga I sware

My partners loaded up with pistols

Got 40's with 30's, we trapping them birdies

Get it while it’s early

bout to serve me

Nigga I sware

thumbing through the check

Pull up in the hood, with the foreigns I flex

Nigga I sware

Nigga I sware

shoot a hundred at your ano fare

Front door or back door, nigga I don’t care

Boyfriend a lame, tell that nigga he a square

Step out the booth, play right there

Thumbing through a check, got a hundred K large

Realest nigga in here, man them other niggas frauds

Nigga I sware

Got a studio jumpin like the trap

Couple of my partners servin crack

Couple of my niggas wearin packs

Got a nigga strap

All my niggas all about the money

All my niggas all about the money

All my niggas all about the money

Pull up, you can tell me what you wanted

I sware

I sware to being a real nigga till my last breath

Nigga I sware

I sware it ain’t that many real niggas out here

Nigga I sware leave till there’s nothing left

Nigga I sware

I sware, yeah I sware

Nigga I sware

My trap boomin, your bitch choosen

Told her meet me at the room right quick so I can

You out here loving these bitches, I’m out here doggin these bitches

Too focused on this paper, to these bitches, two middle fingers up

Fuck all these bitches

My nigga I sware money is the only thing I think about

Too much syrup and herb, bleeding out

Told my plug I need it now

It’s time to feed the town

You know it’s good weed in the air

Lotta money in the building when we around

Nigga I sware

I sware hell

All of my niggas keep something for sale

Tryna stack a mill and stay out of jail

Money is the ruler

trappin in hell

Spending money everywhere that I go

I can’t stop leaving paper trails

It’s Dolph

Got a studio jumpin like the trap

Couple of my partners servin crack

Couple of my niggas wearin packs

Got a nigga strap

All my niggas all about the money

All my niggas all about the money

All my niggas all about the money

Pull up, you can tell me what you wanted

I sware

I sware to being a real nigga till my last breath

Nigga I sware

I sware it ain’t that many real niggas out here

Nigga I sware leave till there’s nothing left

Nigga I sware

I sware, yeah I sware