Luyện nghe bài hát Dopeboy

Ay, turn me up a bit
I always wanted to say that
Yo

1]
The clock gone whether you watch it or not
My grandpop got sick, like I'm watching him die
That taught me a lot, that nigga been wrong the block
Back when cowards tied a rope around ya neck in a knot
Way before a fucking Snapchat could show you how I'm
Before a fucking was how niggas got even
Now all this shit deceiving, yo is feeble
And weed is legal but they still ain't freed my people
All on TV hella gleeful yet they us to skeletons
Then they think we arrogant cause is no comparison
A man with some melanin is threatening
And you need you some medicine if you think that you than, Damez
But I be in my element, you copy and it's
That you wanna be relevant,
My showing
Niggas wanna look Damez but they hair ain't growing
My be blowing, switching lanes on 285
NIggas judging so I keep the tool on my side
to sender, and motherfuck yo implementation
You it an agenda but I call it representation, nigga

(x2)
Pushing on paper and flipping trouble to songs
Serving bars by nature I bubble the bong
Bagging sacks of doubts, my of struggles be long
I took routes to get to where I belong

I'm just a dopeboy, selling boy
And Ima dopeboy, you know I'm boy
Dopeboy, smoking boy
You know I'm boy, hella dope boy

2]
I got dreams to chase, got to pursue
Up on a billboard, guess I'm a student recruit
A nigga been to war and so when you see me salute
And Damez got the best pack and I don't hear a
Yeah my dope is my melodies in you need some clarity
Ain't no similarities, you shook by my
I so sincerely, for me this shit is therapy
And yo is a parody if you voted for Trump
My gone hit the streets whether by streams or sale
And Ima keep hustling I never dreamed to fail
On the grind every day, ain't no time for
And my ink gets low, as my get deep
And yo talk is cheap, if it ain't the paper
Ugly blind hating, Ima see ya later
Drop some motherfucking heat, then again
all I fucking need in this life of sin

(x2)
Pushing pens on paper and trouble to songs
Serving bars by nature before I the bong
Bagging sacks of doubts, my list of struggles be
I alternative routes to get to where I belong

2]
I'm a dopeboy, selling dope boy
I'm hella boy, you know I'm dope boy (Damez)
Dopeboy, hella dope boy
Dopeboy, you I'm dope boy

Music's all I fucking need in this of sin
(But I'm a hustler)
Drop some motherfucking heat, re-up again
Music's all I fucking need in this of sin
(But I'm a hustler)

Ay fuck
Lil punk ass, ass nigga

[Outro: voicemail]