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, feel like I'm him die That nigga me a lot, that nigga been wrong the block Back when them cowards tied a around ya neck in a knot Way before a Snapchat could show you how I'm living Before a fucking clapback was how niggas got Now all this shit deceiving, yo president is And is getting legal but they still ain't freed my people All on TV hella yet they turning us to skeletons Then they think we arrogant cause there is no A man with some melanin is threatening And you need you medicine if you think that you better than, Damez But I be in my element, you copy and it's you wanna be relevant, please My rareness Niggas wanna look like Damez but they hair growing My snare be blowing, switching on 285 NIggas judging so I keep the tool on my side Return to sender, and motherfuck yo You call it an agenda but I call it representation,
(x2) Pushing pens on paper and flipping trouble to Serving by nature before I bubble the bong Bagging sacks of doubts, my of struggles be long I took alternative to get to where I belong
I'm a dopeboy, selling dope boy And Ima dopeboy, you I'm dope boy Dopeboy, smoking boy You know I'm boy, hella dope boy
2] I got to chase, got happiness to pursue Up on a billboard, guess I'm a student recruit A nigga been to war and back so when you see me And Damez got the best pack and I don't a dispute Yeah my is my melodies in case you need some clarity no similarities, you shook by my dexterity I write so sincerely, for me this is therapy And yo is a parody if you voted for Trump My shit hit the streets whether by streams or sale And Ima hustling cause I never dreamed to fail On the grind every day, no time for sleep And my ink gets low, as my get deep And yo talk is cheap, if it about the paper Ugly blind hating, Ima see ya later Drop some heat, then re-up again Music's all I fucking need in this of sin
(x2) Pushing pens on and flipping trouble to songs Serving bars by nature I bubble the bong Bagging sacks of doubts, my list of be long I took alternative routes to get to I belong
2] I'm a dopeboy, selling dope boy I'm dope boy, you know I'm dope boy (Damez) Dopeboy, hella dope boy Dopeboy, you I'm dope boy
all I fucking need in this life of sin (But I'm a hustler) Drop motherfucking heat, then re-up again Music's all I fucking need in this of sin (But I'm a hustler)
Ay Trump Lil punk ass, ass nigga
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