Luyện nghe bài hát Dopeboy

Ay, me up a little bit
I always wanted to say shit
Yo

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

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

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

2]
I got dreams to chase, got happiness to
Up on a billboard, guess I'm a black recruit
A nigga to war and back so when you see me salute
And Damez got the best pack and I don't a dispute
my dope is my melodies in case you need some clarity
Ain't no similarities, you shook by my
I so sincerely, for me this shit is therapy
And yo life is a parody if you voted for
My shit gone hit the streets by streams or sale
And Ima keep hustling cause I never to fail
On the grind every day, ain't no for sleep
And my ink low, as my thoughts get deep
And yo is cheap, if it ain't about the paper
Ugly niggas hating, Ima see ya later
Drop some heat, then re-up again
Music's all I fucking need in life of sin

(x2)
Pushing pens on and flipping trouble to songs
Serving bars by nature before I bubble the
Bagging of doubts, my list of struggles be long
I took alternative routes to get to where I

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

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

Ay fuck
Lil punk ass, orange ass

Grandma's voicemail]