Your Boy for Life - Dopehead lyrics

Your Boy for Life "Dopehead" [Verse 1] Fresh out of Queens with the Bo's on Black crew neck with the gold on People try saying that I done change Young mane, same sh**, counting chump change Gotta let em know, I ain't sweatin' yo Y'all trippin' on some bullsh**, let it go Every gift I received I would work for Real talk, why you gotta be a jerk for? Young wavy god, rap kinda odd Firearm bomb like a fire squad blowin' out your iPod Dick-rider, you finna pay the piper Never show face try to hit me like a sniper That's why I can't f** with you lame rats Real talk, still f**ing with the same cats Where your chain at, f** it, where your brain at? Keep it g, never change that, but [Hook] I'm a dopehead, don't worry I got this entire situation on lock And for the moment, stuck in this spot, feeling incarcerated right on my block I'll be an old man, who suffered a lot, this is something that I rather would not But I'm a dopehead Dopehead, get your notepad! (x2) [Verse 2] Break bread with some real cats Talk sh**, break heads with a steel bat Uh, f** around you don't want none of that Put a hundred stack on your head, son of rap On return, run it back like a running back Travis Henry duffel bag with a pound of crack Keep an eye for the snakes in your circle Bloods**ers wanna leach, wanna hurt you These motherf**ers are evil and feeble Lethal jealously, these people are weasels They wanna eat you, never equal To a real blood family member, you must remember That even family members don't wanna see you do better (motherf**er) I can pick you out through a stack of hay Put in work, dip early like a half of day Pull up to a theater, catch a matinee I'm Tom Hanks in the film Cast Away, but [Hook] I'm a dopehead, don't worry I got this entire situation on lock And for the moment, stuck in this spot, feeling incarcerated right on my block I'll be an old man, who suffered a lot, this is something that I rather would not But I'm a dopehead Dopehead, get your notepad! (x2) [Verse 3] Ain't much change but a damn thang Try to run, motherf**ing pulled a hamstrang Then I fell to my damn knees Acrobatic like I'm swinging off a trapeze People really wish ill-will on me Real sorry cause I got real sk** homie Real snakes try to penetrate my whole crew The f** out of here, something that you won't do Play your game, f** around and make the wrong move Real talk, you now f**ing with the wrong crew Q-Crew to d**h what I represent I'm the rapper, the Lieutenant and the President The f** out of here with that little fake sh** Say sh**, I f**ing dare you, I'll go ape sh** Where your chain at, f** it, where your brain at? Keep it g, never change that, but [Hook]: I'm a dopehead, don't worry I got this entire situation on lock And for the moment, stuck in this spot, feeling incarcerated right on my block I'll be an old man, who suffered a lot, this is something that I rather would not But I'm a dopehead Dopehead, get your notepad!