BELAFOY - DOPE | Текст песни

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DOPE ❄

Part 1:
I'm just a shitty kid
With a great taste in music
All I have is nothin
So I don't scared to lose it, pussy

Brothers on the corners
Everytime salute respect
I do all for my homies
My family will have protect

My legacy is music, my legacy is rap
My dreams are belly, my hoes are wet
Church pastor see an angel on my chest
I always feel his help but I don't feel himself

Never smoked a single cigarette
Hate it fume and money spent
Try to make a million, white male
Try to live without a nicorette

Nigga rap is cute n ugly, like a fake
I make art of peer pressure, like I'm black
I make children happy, I'm like Christmas gift
World is boring, I have lift

Chorus:
Fashion, fashion, fashion
All is circle on the fashion
Passion,passion, passion
All I make, I make with passion

Ocean, ocean, ocean
All them boling in this ocean
Motion, motion, motion
All we need to chill without a motion

Strange fruits hanging from the poplar trees
Blood on the leaves.
Breeze!
Black bodies swinging in the Southern breeze.

Part 2:
Mixin codeine with the molly
Change transparent to the roily
I'm the Illest, up the pole
I'm the craziest, what u call it

I'm the greatest paramour
Mi esaltero, il mio amore
Give you endless glory
You just need to be my lolly

Dolly, make it loudly, cauz this world so squally
take you garbage, let's get savage
This my package, pally
Help me wait or I get frigid

Happy is fragile, suicidal sad
But not for me, I'm always satisfied
I'm Learnin on my fallings
Now few phrase about my timeless

Are, you ready?
They wish me win award
But they not asked me what I want
I want to win em all
And I'll do all to reach the goal

My name will scream all world
In every state on every grade
On million roads, but fuck the rose,
I'm here for pose, billboards purpose

Wizard of the Oz, my lyrics force
Depend on child thoughts
like wrotes of achient philosophes
proceedings of the worst

Dose after dose, till overdose
And I supposed illegal words
Illegal hoes, like these that blow
It seems I forced to go

I'll makin music, use it, pussy
Or you like them, are stupid?

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