Dolla Sign
My nigga Mozzy, won't you help me out?

Gangland, I'm in love with the dealin'
Barely clingin' to life as he suffer severely
Either love me or fear me, you gotta feel me
I don't wanna past from love, you better kill me
You don't get a pass if you lackin', you niggas hear me?
Catch him in McDonalds, it's brackin', you niggas hear me?
Ayy, we sincerely devoted if you ain't notice
Fifty ball shoved in the denim, them bitches bloated
You got respect for the struggle if you've been homeless
Now I'm in the foreign, it's factory, clear-coated
Ayy, where the mansion for thugs? I'm tryna slither
Gotta be a 'fella to enter, it's real niggas

Oh, ain't no place I'd rather be (rather be)
Get it all for the family (woah)
Sky-high, iced out paradise (way, way up)
In the sky (sky, woah)
Ain't no place I'd rather be (rather be)
With the bros right next to me (woah)
Chromed out mansion in paradise
In the sky (yeah, yeah)

Ayy, free the homies, if I could, I would
I'm bad for the lawyers, he could tell the judge they should
Break down the case 'cause it ain't happened like that
It's the shit you gotta go through when you young and you black
You in the hood 'cause your family, they ain't have it like that
With the gang, full of bang, 'case they were havin' a pack
Ayy, past the straps, bust 'em, passin' them back
Ayy, was niggas really your friend, you have facts
Now you gone and your bitch ain't showin' up
She let a nigga fuck and your daughter, she growin' up
This verse for my niggas locked up, I'm with ya
Bunkin' with niggas, no pussy, stressed out, I feel ya

Oh, ain't no place I'd rather be (rather be)
Get it all for the family (woah)
Sky-high, iced out paradise (way, way up)
In the sky (sky, woah)
Ain't no place I'd rather be (rather be)
With the bros right next to me (woah)
Chromed out mansion in paradise
In the sky (yeah, yeah)

Oh, I swear there ain't no place I'd rather be
Oh, without you, where would I be? Where would I be at?
Oh, ups and downs for real ones but we will never fall
Oh, 'cause one day, everybody gotta go

Ain't no place I'd rather be (woah)
Get it all for the family (woah)
Sky-high, iced out paradise
In the sky (yeah)
Ain't no place I'd rather be (woah)
With the bros right next to me (woah)
Chromed out mansion in paradise
In the sky (yeah, yeah)
(Yeah, yeah)
In the sky (yeah, yeah)

Copyright: Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Writer(s): Keenon Daequan Ray Jackson, Timothy Patterson, Tyrone William Griffin Jr