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[Intro] Ay, turn me up a little bit I always wanted to say that shit Yo [Verse 1] The clock gone tick whether you watch it or not My grandpop got sick, feel like I'm watching him die That nigga taught me a lot, that nigga been wrong the block Back when them cowards tied a rope around ya neck in a knot Way before a fucking Snapchat could show you how I'm living Before a fucking clapback was how niggas got even Now all this shit deceiving, yo president is feeble And weed is getting legal but they still ain't freed my people All on TV hella gleeful yet they turning us to skeletons Then they think we arrogant cause there is no comparison A man with some melanin is obviously threatening And you need you some medicine if you think that you better than, Damez But I be in my element, you copy and it's evident That you wanna be relevant, please My rareness showing Niggas wanna look like Damez but they hair ain't growing My snare be blowing, switching lanes on 285 NIggas judging so I gotta keep the tool on my side Return to sender, and motherfuck yo implementation You call it an agenda but I call it representation, nigga [Hook] (x2) Pushing pens on paper and flipping trouble to songs Serving bars by nature before I bubble the bong Bagging sacks of doubts, my list of struggles be long I took alternative routes to get to where I belong [Bridge] I'm just a dopeboy, selling dope boy And Ima dopeboy, you know I'm dope boy Dopeboy, smoking dope boy You know I'm dope boy, hella dope boy [Verse 2] I got dreams to chase, got happiness to pursue Up on a billboard, guess I'm a black student recruit A nigga been to war and back so when you see me salute And Damez got the best pack and I don't hear a dispute Yeah my dope is my melodies in case you need some clarity Ain't no similarities, you shook by my dexterity I write so sincerely, for me this shit is therapy And yo life is a parody if you voted for Trump My shit gone hit the streets whether by streams or sale And Ima keep hustling cause I never dreamed to fail On the grind every day, ain't no time for sleep And my ink gets low, as my thoughts get deep And yo talk is cheap, if it ain't about the paper Ugly niggas blind hating, Ima see ya later Drop some motherfucking heat, then re-up again Music's all I fucking need in this life of sin [Hook] (x2) Pushing pens on paper and flipping trouble to songs Serving bars by nature before I bubble the bong Bagging sacks of doubts, my list of struggles be long I took alternative routes to get to where I belong [Bridge 2] I'm just a dopeboy, selling dope boy I'm hella dope boy, you know I'm dope boy (Damez) Dopeboy, smoke hella dope boy Dopeboy, you know I'm dope boy Music's all I fucking need in this life of sin (But I'm just a hustler) Drop some motherfucking heat, then re-up again Music's all I fucking need in this life of sin (But I'm just a hustler) Ay fuck Trump Lil punk ass, orange ass nigga [Outro: Grandma's voicemail]
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