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Who let the dope boys out?
Thank God you let me crash on your couch
Who's my God that I'm prayin' to now?
Early two-thous', they tried to jump me in, Latino protection
Any direction, you gave me your blessing
Texan, I text him, I told him I got him
Told him I made it to Hollywood, all it took was a summer to fail
A platinum record not gon' keep my black ass out of jail
Truth prevails, this is real, miss my brother
I love my mother, drove all the way to Cali' just to check up on me
Made her go home, felt the virus
Web of life is my weed, false dreams stripped by silence
Deals they had us sign, for years it had me blind
Think I had to hit rewind and think about why I do shine
Got my cousin doin' time, he was barely pushin' dimes
My whole family cursed, now get the f*ck out my ride

'Ide, 'ide, 'ide, 'ide, 'ide, 'ide, 'ide, yeah, I
Nothin', nothin', nothin', nothin', nothin'
Come get the f*ck out my ride
'Ide, 'ide, 'ide, 'ide, 'ide, 'ide, 'ide, yeah, I (get the f*ck out)
F*ck with me, gives no shit, guess my ignorance is bliss
Now get the f*ck out my ride
'Ide, 'ide, 'ide, 'ide, 'ide, 'ide, 'ide, yeah, I
Nothin', nothin', nothin', nothin', nothin'
So get the f*ck out my ride
'Ide, 'ide, 'ide, 'ide, 'ide, 'ide, 'ide, yeah, I
Plus I tend to say shit to get these motherf*ckers sick (get the f*ck out)

Live from the gutter, blood like red paint spills
You niggas ain't alpha, you're incels
You normies ain't a part of the script, dox your house with Crips
Pop shit and I'ma get content, constant
Where to begin? A veteran with medicine pen
Let 'em all in, treat 'em like they next of my kin
Checkin' your chin way before the record begin
Niggas blow a lot of smoke like they breath in the wind
Ain't no pretend, tell you how it is, how it go
What do you know? when you start escapin' your soul
White on the street, walking the beat like Abbey Road
Truth be told, no such thing as real nigga mold
Through the light, camera, action, glamour, glitters and gold
Unfold the scroll, plant seeds to stampede the globe
No peace on the street, so I'm clutchin' my heat
Gotta watch for these savages roamin' the street (go)

I (I) (go)
I'ma see you when I do
Now get the f*ck out my ride
'Ide, 'ide, 'ide, 'ide, 'ide, 'ide, 'ide, yeah, I (yeah, nigga)
(we back up in this thang)
Now get the f*ck out my ride (yeah, new machine)
(Yeah, I) They said I'd never ever see the sunlight (tell 'em)
I thought I'd never ever see the sunlight
They said I'd never ever see the sunlight

Sometimes it drives me crazy (look at the sky)
This all I got for you (niggas)
The sunlight, it'll drive you crazy
What is God to you niggas?
Goddamn, motherf*cker, uh
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Who let the dope boys out?
Thank God you let me crash on your couch
Who's my God that I'm prayin' to now?
Early two-thous', they tried to jump me in, Latino protection
Any direction, you gave me your blessing
Texan, I text him, I told him I got him
Told him I made it to Hollywood, all it took was a summer to fail
A platinum record not gon' keep my black ass out of jail
Truth prevails, this is real, miss my brother
I love my mother, drove all the way to Cali' just to check up on me
Made her go home, felt the virus
Web of life is my weed, false dreams stripped by silence
Deals they had us sign, for years it had me blind
Think I had to hit rewind and think about why I do shine
Got my cousin doin' time, he was barely pushin' dimes
My whole family cursed, now get the f*ck out my ride

'Ide, 'ide, 'ide, 'ide, 'ide, 'ide, 'ide, yeah, I
Nothin', nothin', nothin', nothin', nothin'
Come get the f*ck out my ride
'Ide, 'ide, 'ide, 'ide, 'ide, 'ide, 'ide, yeah, I (get the f*ck out)
F*ck with me, gives no shit, guess my ignorance is bliss
Now get the f*ck out my ride
'Ide, 'ide, 'ide, 'ide, 'ide, 'ide, 'ide, yeah, I
Nothin', nothin', nothin', nothin', nothin'
So get the f*ck out my ride
'Ide, 'ide, 'ide, 'ide, 'ide, 'ide, 'ide, yeah, I
Plus I tend to say shit to get these motherf*ckers sick (get the f*ck out)

Live from the gutter, blood like red paint spills
You niggas ain't alpha, you're incels
You normies ain't a part of the script, dox your house with Crips
Pop shit and I'ma get content, constant
Where to begin? A veteran with medicine pen
Let 'em all in, treat 'em like they next of my kin
Checkin' your chin way before the record begin
Niggas blow a lot of smoke like they breath in the wind
Ain't no pretend, tell you how it is, how it go
What do you know? when you start escapin' your soul
White on the street, walking the beat like Abbey Road
Truth be told, no such thing as real nigga mold
Through the light, camera, action, glamour, glitters and gold
Unfold the scroll, plant seeds to stampede the globe
No peace on the street, so I'm clutchin' my heat
Gotta watch for these savages roamin' the street (go)

I (I) (go)
I'ma see you when I do
Now get the f*ck out my ride
'Ide, 'ide, 'ide, 'ide, 'ide, 'ide, 'ide, yeah, I (yeah, nigga)
(we back up in this thang)
Now get the f*ck out my ride (yeah, new machine)
(Yeah, I) They said I'd never ever see the sunlight (tell 'em)
I thought I'd never ever see the sunlight
They said I'd never ever see the sunlight

Sometimes it drives me crazy (look at the sky)
This all I got for you (niggas)
The sunlight, it'll drive you crazy
What is God to you niggas?
Goddamn, motherf*cker, uh
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Writer: Daniel Sewell, Ian Simpson, Imondre Shaver Goss, Jabari Manwarring, Jared Scharff, Jeremy Ruzumna, Joseph Karnes, Romil Hemnani, Russell Evan Boring, Stephen Feigenbaum, Vasant Sundaresan
Copyright: Lyrics © WARP MUSIC LIMITED, CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.

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