Dope Boy

Looking for that real shit, who they gon' call
Niggas claim they from the streets, but we don't know y'all
Nigga ain't no friend of me, I don't know dawg
If you trying to knock him off, boy, that's your call
Looking for the smoke shit, who you gon' call
I'ma ball till I fall, I'm a dope boy
Get more, boy
All I know is I gotta get more, boy

Had to be my feet now it's DJ on the beat
No time to meet and greet
How I'm creeping through the streets
You know I got the heat and I keep that shit discreet
I don't wanna tweet and I don't wanna speak
Niggas play for keeps the other side of South Beach
I'm somewhere in the streets probably with a leech
She trying to make some fee
I tell her unity
It's all on me, don't fall on me
Don't call on me
Bitch, I'm gone on me
Me and my tank on E but my phone on three
I'm still on T, got this drill on me
Can't feel on me, Uncle Phil on me
Banks in my pocket, all of it profit
Told her I aint 69, bitch, I can't cop it
Selling T-shirts think I work for Hot Topic
You pussy niggas gossip, really need to stop it
Then when some some gangsta shit happen I'm getting phone calls
Every time I tell a nigga, I don't know, dawg
If you trying to knock him off, boy, that's your call
Niggas say they from the streets, but I don't know, dawg
Selling dope, all I know is get more, dawg
Fuck a hoe, cause these bitches do the most, dawg
Got a yac, but I'm trying to get a ghost, dawg
When I get a bitch, a nigga getting ghost, dawg

Looking for that real shit, who they gon' call
Niggas claim they from the streets, but we don't know y'all
Nigga ain't no friend of me, I don't know dawg
If you trying to knock him off, boy, that's your call
Looking for the smoke shit, who you gon' call
I'ma ball till I fall, I'm a dope boy
Get more, boy
All I know is I gotta get more, boy

All this gangsta shit going on
Feeling like Shawty Lo out in Bowen Homes
I already know who got it going on
I already know, I gotta go alone
In the streets, I'ma go alone
She with me, that's my lil shone
Real G's, you don't gotta know
Fucked up, throw your dawg a bone
Remember being fucked up, making phone calls
Tryna get a plug like Snowfall
El patron I'll get your blocked roped off
Yellow tape that body, that's your dawg
I don't know, dawg
Ayy, ayy
Dope boy
Yeah