Yeah, yeah
Slang that
Pull the thang back
Yeah
Slang that dope if you wanna get the mettle
Boy ain’t know your lane, pull the thang, black metal
Bullets scrape like your knees, don’t you buckle under pressure
Hit that dopamine, then rinse, repeat at your leisure
Ain’t no better feel than when I’m walking the block
Shopping the block, pull a Glock on the block
Cut the rock on the block, serve oligarch on the block
Call that chopping the block, we all caught in the block
Like Lego’s, Simplе Steve, it’s all a game what you see
What you mеan? Well, let me think
Back in the day it was about protect your neighbors
Now you cain’t protect yo neck from brutal dictators
So we all smoke a pack, get high, say prayers
Put all that on our back, make ourselves the players
In a game we never made, I ain’t never signed papers
I ain’t never liked Reagan, bet I’m waiting for the day that
We all go high, get smarter, do a favor
For the struggle-to-get-by’s who ain’t ever been favored
Ain’t got hopes and dreams but they got rolling papers
Now don’t that take the Wiz right out your coronation? Ah
Slang that dope if you wanna get the mettle
Boy ain’t know your lane, pull the thang, black metal
Bullets scrape like your knees, don’t you buckle under pressure
Hit that dopamine, then rinse, repeat at your leisure
Everybody and my mama follow me on Twitter
So I’m careful with the posts, it’s none on Sunday either
I’m too political and critical of those who isn’t
The typical got me getting physical at Harris Teeter
All my shooters be socialist
Social services is socialism, now tell
Me what the motive is?
Serve socie-tea, or serve the POTUS’s?
What kind of opposed you is?
Dodging a class war with capitalism
You fascist isn’t you?
Your classism is really showing class
Storming the capital, appealing to capital, showing us your ass
And that’s how we like it
You fucking up? We gonna put you on blast, it’s a cycle
We psycho
Slang that dope if you wanna get the mettle
Boy ain’t know your lane, pull the thang, black metal
Bullets scrape like your knees, don’t you buckle under pressure
Hit that dopamine, then rinse, repeat at your
Leisure
I don’t wanna come down ever again
In the end, don’t care what you do
You were my only friend
I don’t wanna come down ever again
In the end, what matters to me?
You were my only friend
Why is it so hard to get a good look at you?
Write down the bars, that read like the good book to you?
Reaching for the stars, when the stars ain’t into you
Speed off in a car, since Mars we ain’t getting to
I don’t wanna come down ever again
But that’s what I get for never making amends
One problem, two problems, three pop up and I’m considering an end
To them all, and that ain’t fair so I’m sorry to my friends, family, parents and them
It’s been hard for me to cherish what I’ve been carrying within
Without dopamine I’m only scared of this him
So scared that I always compare him as him
When he’s me, and that shit just embarasses him
There I go, coming down and showing bare ass again
Again and again is the cycle I’m in
Again and again and again and again
I don’t wanna come down ever again
In the end, don’t care what you do
You were my only friend
Dopamine
I don’t wanna come down ever again
In the end, what matters to me?
You were my only friend
Dopamine
I like my own tweets, hey, it feels good to me
And it’s not too many peeps who really give it a peep
So they sleep and I’m woke, go for broke, am I broken?
I keep from the copium and yet still I be hoping
That I don’t have to come down ever again
But that’s what I get for calling you a friend
Reward system anticipation sets in
And my motive in motion, that momentum again
Again and again and hold up
I don’t want this cycle
Of life, the circle of strife
I write as if I’m correcting some shit
As if anyone cares to pay attention to this
I don’t wanna come down ever again
In the end, don’t care what you do
You were my only friend
Dopamine
I don’t wanna come down ever again
In the end, what matters to me?
You were my only friend
Well fuck me