Wale - Dummies lyrics

[Intro] We in a different time now, bro Man, we all gotta do our part One of the most valuable things you can offer is your words We gotta feed the old, the young and everybody in between [Chorus] (woooooooooooooo!) These n***as be hatin' on the low I just play it cool and confident, they would never know My intelligence is the weapon I use on ’em first It take a smart man to the play the fool and the rules don't reverse, mmh [Verse 1:] Dummies could never play me (never) One of the best of my generation but media hate me n***a we grew up on Weezy and Baby, Lupe and Jay-Z That mean I shoot you, say miss, excuse me Get her in tune and off The Cool, kick push the old lady, yeah (heh) I be, don't call ’em what they isn't They move the goal post for certain n***as, they not official I know some starters and sugar daddies that's politicians I know some corner boys that could die tryin' pay tuition Now is you mad 'cause my wallet, my woman, or complexion? Life could be easy but it's never simple And it take a real live real n***a to tell the difference Uh, what do it take be a gangsta? 'Cause young boys on opioids never felt much, yuh They chasin' money ’til they taste blood Now [?] you owe ’em a kid dead 'cause y’all ain't think enough Now the city is prayin', postin' her picture up And every time I see ’em, I shed a tear and get really numb 'Cause y'all don't want me to rumble, y'all don't wanna squash it And now we here, it's two parents buryin' their only daughter, uh How could you k** a child when one of the codes of the streets was keepin' 'em from that violence? It's deeper than y'all beefin', them people be out for us If we k**in' our people then we become [?], yeah Excuse I got too deep I just signed a contract and now my conscience only think free And you can save your props for somebody that care what you think I been skatin' a while, why you try to Kerrigan? Please I'm 'bout to embarra** n***as, I feel that have carried me This industry very cold but it look to you very sweet Put n***as on big stages put n***as in little beefs You put too much faith in it, it puts you in therapy These n***as be hatin' on the low [Chorus] I just play it cool and confident, they would never know My intelligence is the weapon I use on 'em first It take a smart man to the play the fool and the rules don't reverse, dummy [Outro] Wit'cho dumba**, boy Wit'cho mother f**in' dumba** They can continue to honor mine while we continue to be over paid Whether you like it or not, we will not stop As the soul of our ancestors won't allow us to inflict fear But rather turn fear into fire Or lose the three manifestations of a supreme god Old Louis King, you in the presence of Old Lou Old Lou (Old Lou)