Lyrics:
rocked
Ain't no fucking games, We don't play for jokes
Pull up to the spot, They all got the dope
Friends hear my shit it's a 5 star rated
Blood all in
Keep it going
Dope asf humming
Don't really know how to make a song
But if I was to make one
It'll sound like this
Keep it going
Roll it
Smoke
existential dread
And it's been said that
You gotta get by before you can get ahead
Just remember who you are
Each and every time you miss the mark
You know
Smokin' dope mobbin' with the bros Momma you already know yeah
I'm chillin' with the homies
Drinking slur by the corner store
Papi you already know
your hatred for me
You'll get turned into a dead corpse right before me
Real underground baby
And the preacher man said
(Hallelujah!)
The spiked red hair...and the..and the, paintn' his face
Wha, hold on man, Tech is losein' it man
He's not as grounded as he used to be
Tech was
yo, Chuck, they're sayin' we too black, man
Yo, I don't understand what they're saying
But little do they know they can get a smack for that, man
man she been tryna get up out it
Tryna act like it ain't happen, like she ain't catch feelings
Tryna hit the rope a dope,George Forman before
What, what what
Yeah man I’m hitting da Norf
Tell me what y’all runnin for
Better just put down your phone
All my boys hitting da Norf
Aint gotta med
a Maserati
And I should stick to it, like beef teriyaki
I'm dope with the pen, like a calligrapher
Arab money in the Arabian peninsula
Feel at home, even when
behind
I ride by and they say "He fine!" They talkin' 'bout ma board, not me, man
I ain't lookin' as sleek an' stylish-ma board my wingman!
The girls be
are strong
We playing right into the white man game
By killing our own
Why u killing ur own
U stopping our progress
Fighting together only way we
the playa playa
Hate the game
Man they got us by the ropes
Man you better say no
Politicians be a joke
Whole game is a hoax
Trying to dumb down your mental
Franklins fertile
I keep my dough in a money bag
I keep my dope in in bag and glass
Can't let it huff up I can't smoke no trash
I'm a good business man
I love
got drive, Man I got to Go
Only hope I had was being dope –
Clever enough to make a quote –
Smart enough for honor roll –
Connected – dominos
And I
a couple hunna selling ****, it was real
Thought this shi was dope man it wasn't it was ill
I got lost in this Duniya, I was missing
Wanna die loving, I
don't want it yeah smoke a dope and now a niggas owning
Yeah prepare for the best no hope but S on my chest and I feel like the man, yeah
Y'all don't want
Intro
I’m back but you know what it is
I need no introduction man
Verse 1
No intro needed bitch I’m so conceited
With no other reason but it’s
Are you mad or you fuckin uhmm uhmm
Are you mad or you fuckin' stupid? Mm-mm
Man a big man, I know you know it Mm-mm
We chillin' with the big boss,
These niggas love to sneak diss, then try to shake hands (uh-uh)
Wanna kill me? Gotta get permission, I'm a made man (I'm a made man)
Last niggas played
Like man these niggas said they with it man
Like how you trappin' but you in the house
If you niggas keep on yappin' man
Bet them shells'll be in yo
the chocolate lover
Cuz I can do wonders under cover
I'm dip-dip-dope, I rhyme like riz-ope
I cleanse like soap, cause it's the great black hope
Stay away
smokin' some dope
The bitch that I'm wit is so flexible
From Mexico, man I like this ho
The homey little Tony told me a long time ago
"Hey Dogg sit
You bad like
You sexy as fuck nah mean
What?
Nah you aint single by choice
You single because of your choices
Lets chop one time
Ya body right, yeah
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