Dope! (feat. Loren W. Oden)

Hello Hey, Lincoln Hey, Porsche, what's up? Hey, baby, what's up? Nah, nothing much, what's up with you? Nah, nothing, got this broke-ass nigga outside Oh, y'all about to go out? Hang? I ain't going out for long Probably 'cause he don't be blowing no good Nah, baby, he ain't like you, he don't be blowing no good Hahaha, well, shit, I got hotpockets in the oven, what you need? I wanna see you later Well, my son do got a basketball game later on, but that lil' nigga ain't even starting so You so crazy Yeah I'm-, I can save that gas, I'll be through there I been waiting in this bitch driveway for an hour, my nigga, hell no There's only one way I can fix this problem, my nigga, that's sell dope I ain't come in this bitch to politic or rub elbows (nah) Even my own bitch know I'm mentally unavailable, I'm busy, I sell dope I'm focused, I'm focused, I'm focused on three things That's go and buy three chains, that's fuck your bitch at my earliest convenience and sell dope When I'm with her she creeping on you, when I hit it I hit it with my phone on speaker phone While she's moaning I'm still tryna, tryna sell dope My teacher asked me what I wanna do when I grow up, I told her, "Bitch, sell dope" She told me go to the principal's office, I went to go sell dope I don't care about y'all, what y'all wear, where y'all been (nah, man) All I know is I'm fresh as fuck from head to toe If you don't like it you can get the fuck out my car Go over there somewhere and ride Pierre Cardin (you rude) And when you see that bum make sure you tell him I said that I sell dope For all the times I was dead broke Speaking of dead, when I die, I swear I'ma try, I'ma still try to sell dope, sell dope There's no other life out here, I know So I guess I should (sell dope) This is the only life for me So I (sell dope) The nights are long and cold (long and cold) But out here on these streets, you'd swear I had pure gold (pure gold) In my hands, I hold your hope Nigga, 'cause I (I sell dope) This bitch told me I can't get them digits, my nigga, my nigga, aw, hell no It's only one way I'ma fix this my nigga, that's sell dope A fan asked me for a picture, I squatted down for a jail pose (what up? what up?) Then I dashed before the flash could finish, I forgot I had to go sell dope What news you got, if it ain't about selling dope, I can't take it (hell nah) The doctor gave me five months to live, I told her, "Nigga, I can't make it" Tell whoever set my expiring date I had a prior engagement to sell dope That's why I'm in every discussion, I could sell a whale a bucket Of well water, I could sell Harriot Tubman a motherfuckin' railroad (uh-huh) I'm the flower with the thorn rising out the concrete, y'all just born on Melrose (huh) I stay strapped, I stay strapped like velcro When I meet new people I introduce myself as "I sell dope" (I do) I just had a job interview, they asked if I ever been to jail before (uh) I said, "Yes," then I got up and left, like fuck this shit, I'ma sell dope 'Cause right now I'm dead broke Speaking of dead, when I die, I swear I'ma try, I'ma still try to sell dope, I'ma try to sell dope There's no other life out here, I know So I should (sell dope) This is the only life I know The nights are long and cold (long and cold) But out here on these streets, you'd swear I had pure gold (pure gold) In my hands, I hold your hope Nigga, 'cause I (I sell dope) Right up, bam America, God shed His grace on thee (right up, bam) America, America, when will we all be free? (right up, bam) (I say it every day of my life, God bless America)