Dopeshxt Video (MV)

I got mediocre grades and I've paid my taxes
And I Voted for a man that never made the cabinet
When I left for out west it was to chase my passion
All bets set aside who wants to raise, ill cash in
And That's what I thought when I got my first check
Part of the system part of what I've earned is kept
Trying to get what I'm worth without another move next
Cause the numbers being used, used to balanced to the left
But a little grind got me flyer in my thirties than my twenties
Got my guess pockets swelling up With monies
So I copped some Js, copped some frames
Went to, Catchafade got some braids (Ugh)
Look at, 5 years ago and I am not the same
I would only pay the man for my college pains
Now I only pay the fam if I've got a say
And I'll only take a stand when my intro plays
I Run with dudes that be yelling f*ckin the system
Yo me too but why would anybody listen
I be so conflicted
Cause on the other side I'm looking fly materialistic
Dope shit, I got that dope shit
Staying fly tryna keep my mind open
Dope shit, I got that dope shit
Staying fly tryna keep my mind open
I'm keep on Tryna open up my third eye
Gemstones in my joggers, yeah you I know stay fly
Philosophy and fashion all within the same high
Baby I got dope shit on my feet and in my mind
Keep it fly, keep it fresh, check my mind check its depth
Keep it fly, keep it fresh, check my mind check its depth
Keep it fly, keep it fresh, check my mind check its depth
Keep it fly, keep it fresh, check my mind check its depth
I'm tryna align all my chakras
When I think I doing fine, I go blind of the process
Must be the Rayban's covering my eyelids
That carry bags from years and years of racking up that milage
Gemstones and cash on me as I record this
Thinking clearly and looking fresh, trying to decide what's more important
Why I can't I be both, why can't I be both
I put them together and now you've got dope
Since project mayhem, I've become a changed man
Still a space monkey thats evolved past a caveman
No burning down the system, I use that shit against em
Dancing with the devil, learn his secrets then I thank him
I've got Vitaly on my wrist, Vitaly on my neck
Vitaly on my pinky ring, I'll be dying fresh to death
Keep it fly, keep it fresh, check my mind check its depth
Keep it fly, keep it fresh, check my mind check its depth
Keep it fly, keep it fresh, check my mind check its depth
Keep it fly, keep it fresh, check my mind check its depth
Dope shit, I got that dope shit
Staying fly tryna keep my mind open
Dope shit, I got that dope shit
Staying fly tryna keep my mind open
I'm keep on Tryna open up my third eye
Gemstone in my joggers, yeah you I know stay fly
Philosophy and fashion all within the same high
Baby I got dope shit on my feet and in my mind