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your boy for life - dopehead lyrics

your boy for life
“dopehead”

[verse 1]

fresh out of queens with the bo’s on
black crew neck with the gold on
people try saying that i done change
young mane, same sh-t, counting chump change
gotta let em know, i ain’t sweatin’ yo
y’all trippin’ on some bullsh-t, let it go
every gift i received i would work for
real talk, why you gotta be a jerk for?
young wavy god, rap kinda odd
firearm bomb like a fire squad blowin’ out your ipod
d-ck-rider, you finna pay the piper
never show face try to hit me like a sniper
that’s why i can’t f-ck with you lame rats
real talk, still f-cking with the same cats
where your chain at, f-ck it, where your brain at?
keep it g, never change that, but

[hook]

i’m a dopehead, don’t worry i got this entire situation on lock
and for the moment, stuck in this spot, feeling incarcerated right on my block
i’ll be an old man, who suffered a lot, this is something that i rather would not
but i’m a dopehead
dopehead, get your notepad! (x2)

[verse 2]

break bread with some real cats
talk sh-t, break heads with a steel bat
uh, f-ck around you don’t want none of that
put a hundred stack on your head, son of rap
on return, run it back like a running back
travis henry duffel bag with a pound of crack
keep an eye for the snakes in your circle
bloodsuckers wanna leach, wanna hurt you
these motherf-ckers are evil and feeble
lethal jealously, these people are weasels
they wanna eat you, never equal
to a real blood family member, you must remember
that even family members don’t wanna see you do better (motherf-cker)
i can pick you out through a stack of hay
put in work, dip early like a half of day
pull up to a theater, catch a matinee
i’m tom hanks in the film cast away, but

[hook]

[verse 3]

ain’t much change but a d-mn thang
try to run, motherf-cking pulled a hamstrang
then i fell to my d-mn knees
acrobatic like i’m swinging off a trapeze
people really wish ill-will on me
real sorry cause i got real sk!ll homie
real snakes try to penetrate my whole crew
the f-ck out of here, something that you won’t do
play your game, f-ck around and make the wrong move
real talk, you now f-cking with the wrong crew
q-crew to death what i represent
i’m the rapper, the lieutenant and the president
the f-ck out of here with that little fake sh-t
say sh-t, i f-cking dare you, i’ll go ape sh-t
where your chain at, f-ck it, where your brain at?
keep it g, never change that, but

[hook]:

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