By the code, the game a decade old I'm livin' like Ox, big-ass house, weed nuggets in the bowl I don't watch soccer, but I like the jerseys They look good with my jewelry on And my butter brown skin tone Bitches choosin', but none I bring home I break 'em off on sight Introduced 'em to the rest of the stage, done like a couple nights If she's really down, soul on ice like my Rollie crown We control the town from the couch, nigga, I'm smoked out You really want that funk U.B. delivered to us in the trunk Andretti OG, Khalifa Kush all stuffed in one joint I proved my point when I parked that Rolls Royce, hopped out Forgot my phone was in my lap, my mothafuckin' screen cracked It's all good, I'll text your bitch and have her slide through Mac That Apple Care kicked in, bring me a new phone and an iPad back Hustlers on the map, in pursuit of the scratch Never would we relax, money addicts relapsed (Yeah, yeah) Two dopeboys in a Cadillac Stayed real, struck it rich, how can you hate on that? Two dopeboys in a Cadillac Weed clouds in the air, diamonds in the back Plenty bosses, pretty watches Pull up, they ask what it cost us Stayin' cautious, play your posture Never takin' any losses We declinin' offers Too much sauce, can't get it off us Shout out to Sauce Walka Foreign cars and old Impalas Million dollars, million problems Gotta keep them millions on us Hate 'em, dodgin', bake 'em, watch 'em Money, tryna make it often Now we fathers, know that God got us They be tryna foul us But we never die-ers, gang lifers, rap game survivors Paid the prices We make history and made it twice Off of savin' Nikes and convincin' girls to stay the night That's our way of life, dropped 2009 to say it twice Every day's a flight You just hatin', dawg, that ain't advice Got my paper right, ain't just buyin' everything in sight Now I'm the savin' type, so my son is straight for life Always grindin', money on the mind, Rollie tellin' time You out of line, sayin' this gang life is not the vibe Two dopeboys in a Cadillac Stayed real, struck it rich, how can you hate on that? Two dopeboys in a Cadillac Weed clouds in the air, diamonds in the back Two dopeboys in a Cadillac Stayed real, struck it rich, how can you hate on that? Two dopeboys in a Cadillac Weed clouds in the air, diamonds in the back