"DaDaDa" lyrics
OBN, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I'm on this bitch, I say, oh
(Timmy Da HitMan)
OBN, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Another day, another dollar, gotta get it
'Nother dollar, uh, tryna get it
'Nother day, another dollar, I gotta get it
'Nother dollar, uh, tryna get it
And they all see me now, they can't believe I'm goin' up
Goin' through so much, go get another double cup
I'm special as the fuck, just like a diamond in the rough
Pullin' up with my people, don't fuck with none of us
I do this for all my niggas who up in the system
And I do this for all my niggas dead, yeah, I really miss 'em
Nigga told me that my temper bad, extendos'll pierce 'em
Was taught you better stand up like a man, mister to mister
Boy, you better not never break the code or we sendin' them missiles
Right before them M's, I'm just tryna make my money triple
I stay in my lane, I won't switch over, I can't double dribble
I was taught to bang it, keep that thang ever since I was little
Now it's designer over my t-shirt, performin', fuck a rehearse, I don't need no reverb
I can just rap it, I'm fuckin' with how the beat flow, fuckin' with the tempo, know that be my lingo
This to all my niggas, you gotta survive
But the world gon' keep on goin' if you dead or alive
Better be cautious 'cause it's bitches and they in disguise
You gotta keep your head up, you gotta realize
This to all my niggas, you gotta survive (OBN, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
But the world gon' keep on goin' if you dead or alive (OBN, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Better be cautious 'cause it's bitches and they in disguise
You gotta keep your head up, you gotta realize
Look, goin' through some things I can't explain, you just wouldn't understand
Ain't like when I was broke, pockets was flatter than cooking pans
Now I'm lookin' up, can't see shit, thumbin' through rubber bands
Gotta keep on goin' and just achieve this lil' master plan (OBN, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
It's so much fake love comin' at me at one time
I'm tryna run it up, they just know that I'm gettin' mine
I been cuttin' up like I won at the finish line
Big bankroll, ain't gon' fight 'bout the ho feelings, uh
In this jungle and I'm feelin' just like Tarzan
Fiends at the door, they keep on knockin', where the bars at?
I'm steady recordin', time to switch over, now it's morning
First, I was in a bucket, now I pull up, I'm in foreign
They watchin' me do it, they can't believe it like, "What happened?"
First I was down and I was broke, but that's the past tense
I'm just that lil' nigga who love to dress, I like the fashion
And when it come to music, say no more, I make it happen
Another day, another dollar, gotta get it
'Nother dollar, uh, tryna get it
'Nother day, another dollar, gotta get it
'Nother dollar, tryna get it
This to all my niggas, you gotta survive
But the world gon' keep on goin' if you dead or alive
Better be cautious 'cause it's bitches and they in disguise
You gotta keep your head up, you gotta realize (Timmy Da HitMan)
Da-da-da-da
Da-da, da-da-da-da
Oh, oh, oh
On this bitch, I say da-da-da-da
Mm
I'm on this bitch, I say, oh
(Timmy Da HitMan)
OBN, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Another day, another dollar, gotta get it
'Nother dollar, uh, tryna get it
'Nother day, another dollar, I gotta get it
'Nother dollar, uh, tryna get it
And they all see me now, they can't believe I'm goin' up
Goin' through so much, go get another double cup
I'm special as the fuck, just like a diamond in the rough
Pullin' up with my people, don't fuck with none of us
I do this for all my niggas who up in the system
And I do this for all my niggas dead, yeah, I really miss 'em
Nigga told me that my temper bad, extendos'll pierce 'em
Was taught you better stand up like a man, mister to mister
Boy, you better not never break the code or we sendin' them missiles
Right before them M's, I'm just tryna make my money triple
I stay in my lane, I won't switch over, I can't double dribble
I was taught to bang it, keep that thang ever since I was little
Now it's designer over my t-shirt, performin', fuck a rehearse, I don't need no reverb
I can just rap it, I'm fuckin' with how the beat flow, fuckin' with the tempo, know that be my lingo
This to all my niggas, you gotta survive
But the world gon' keep on goin' if you dead or alive
Better be cautious 'cause it's bitches and they in disguise
You gotta keep your head up, you gotta realize
This to all my niggas, you gotta survive (OBN, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
But the world gon' keep on goin' if you dead or alive (OBN, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Better be cautious 'cause it's bitches and they in disguise
You gotta keep your head up, you gotta realize
Look, goin' through some things I can't explain, you just wouldn't understand
Ain't like when I was broke, pockets was flatter than cooking pans
Now I'm lookin' up, can't see shit, thumbin' through rubber bands
Gotta keep on goin' and just achieve this lil' master plan (OBN, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
It's so much fake love comin' at me at one time
I'm tryna run it up, they just know that I'm gettin' mine
I been cuttin' up like I won at the finish line
Big bankroll, ain't gon' fight 'bout the ho feelings, uh
In this jungle and I'm feelin' just like Tarzan
Fiends at the door, they keep on knockin', where the bars at?
I'm steady recordin', time to switch over, now it's morning
First, I was in a bucket, now I pull up, I'm in foreign
They watchin' me do it, they can't believe it like, "What happened?"
First I was down and I was broke, but that's the past tense
I'm just that lil' nigga who love to dress, I like the fashion
And when it come to music, say no more, I make it happen
Another day, another dollar, gotta get it
'Nother dollar, uh, tryna get it
'Nother day, another dollar, gotta get it
'Nother dollar, tryna get it
This to all my niggas, you gotta survive
But the world gon' keep on goin' if you dead or alive
Better be cautious 'cause it's bitches and they in disguise
You gotta keep your head up, you gotta realize (Timmy Da HitMan)
Da-da-da-da
Da-da, da-da-da-da
Oh, oh, oh
On this bitch, I say da-da-da-da
Mm
Writer(s): Jeremy Jones
