Lupe Fiasco - Dopamine Lit (Intro) lyrics

Yeah, and it got a soul, yeah Uh-uh, what it do, what it say Yeah, yeah, Drogas, Drogas, what it say Yeah, yeah, Drogas, Drogas, what it say What it say, Drogas, Drogas Yeah, yeah, yeah Dro', Dro', Dro', trap, trap, Dro', Dro' Dro', Dro', Dro', n***a, uh What it say, yeah, yeah, yeah Blood rushin' to my head like coal Plains on my mind like shade Planes on my mind like stage Stays for a while like fades Fades to the block like Js Waitin' from behind like Ks Made it from behind like AIDS Made it to the map like Waze Take it to the trap like maze Can't take you back like trays Bae shake it in my leather jacket, Jonah 'Cause you're havin' seizures, Jesus What's a nonbeliever to a preacher? This is ain't the kind of rap the opps and the thots like Told Trak put the bat back on the spotlight Cartagena, serve snacks at the co*kfight (realest) Need new batteries for the Glock lights (realest) Put the mix on the oil 'til it lock tight (realest) 'Cause they gave it to all the young n***as Drogas dedicated to all the drug dealers Find out how, now ya'll gon' come k** us Try Containment Unit, the walls, they can't fit us Who the Ghostbusters gon' call to come get us? Ayy, over-D off of this But baby, don't die 'til the dopamine hit, yo Ayy, this one ain't for Billbo' You can stream the album on Silk Road Drug rings for more dough So they baggin' like Bilbo Jackin' like Jill for a pill at the Hollywood Hills, though Famous dritter I want my name all lit up And leave out the world how I came, in the clear Over-D off of this But don't fall asleep 'til the dopamine hit, hey Drogas, Drogas, what it say, what it say Drogas, Drogas, yeah, yeah, yeah Dro', Dro', Dro', trap, trap, Dro', Dro' Dro', Dro', Dro', n***a Drogas, Drogas, what it say, what it say Drogas, Drogas, yeah, yeah, yeah Dro', Dro', Dro', trap, trap, Dro', Dro' Dro', Dro', Dro', n***a Big watch, big watch, you can see it Lot of diamonds in the Cartier 'Less I'm thinkin' 'bout the money, I can't concentrate Don't talk if you ain't ball enough to commentate, yeah That's a Super Bowl every time I contemplate Limited edition, b**hes I'm just livin' off the interest I don't really care about n***as Denzel put the money in the bandos For the esés, shower posse with the SKs For the haters that be hatin' on the Hefes Half-naked hoes, they be dressin' just like X-rays Rated, all the way through, don't like nothin' play this Simps think they got cool, I'm just stickin' to the basics This-this-this-this-this-this-this This one ain't for Billbo' You can stream the album on Silk Road Drug rings for more dough So they baggin' like Bilbo Jackin' like Jill for a pill at the Hollywood Hills, though Famous dritter I want my name all lit up And leave out the world how I came, in the clear Over-D off of this But don't fall asleep 'til the dopamine hit, hey