Pure Dope

Lyrics

[Intro: RJAE] I ain't really trippin' off this shit that I– I found myself not winning then 'cause– In the end, I double back, still got a dub and, anyway (Numbaone, you blessed this) [Chorus: Rojay MLP] I bet I can drive that foreign with my eyes closed (Skrrt) Where we goin'? When we leave? Only God knows Look to the sky, I pray for better days We all gotta die and lay up in that bed we made I'm tryna make it out alive, but this life a maze Knew it was fake love, so you see I ain't amazed Sometimes, I hate whеn people fuck with me, I gеt in a rage You ain't tryna read about my life, so you should turn the page [Verse 1: Rojay MLP] Turning my back and let me trust you was my biggest mistake I should take all of my feelings and throw 'em all in the lake Sometimes you gotta get it out the mud, you get what you take And I can't even eat when I got a lot on my plate (Got a lot on my plate, oh) [Verse 2: RJAE] Yeah, told my brothers that we thuggin' until the day we're gone (Yeah) I just poured a four inside this cup, 'cause all the weed gone (Let's go) Hundred K in fashion, can't compare me to no peon (Yeah) She just wan' fuck me 'cause my chain and that's the type of bitch we pee on Tell these niggas "Get up off my dick, can't you see mine?" Big Glock with a beam on, I've been on my demon (Yeah) People be telling me that I am your brother, I know that I'm not, yeah You just wan' use me for my fame to get to the top, yeah I get more ice, I get more paper whenever I drop, yeah, yeah 'Cause the grind don't stop (Yeah), no the grind don't stop (Yeah) Made a way to the top, (Yeah) I'm starting at the bottom Don't wan' talk to me 'bout no struggles, I know all about 'em [Chorus: Rojay MLP] I bet I can drive that foreign with my eyes closed (Skrrt) Where we goin'? When we leave? Only God knows Look to the sky, I pray for better days We all gotta die and lay up in that bed we made I'm tryna make it out alive, but this life a maze Knew it was fake love, so you see I ain't amazed Sometimes, I hate when people fuck with me, I get in a rage You ain't tryna read about my life, so you should turn the page [Verse 3: NBA Meechy Baby] I bet I can touch this Heroin with my eyes closed (Uh, uh, uh, uh) Been up for days, catchin' plays with no sleep, no (Uh, uh, uh) They keep knocking on this door, this trap never close (Uh) Gym socks and white tees, no designer clothes (Uh, uh) Turn up with my ex, I'm still fuckin' with my last (Uh, uh) I'm off Adderalls and X, Meechy Baby, know I'm full of dope I ain't doin' no stress, 'fore I go broke, I'll come and kick your door You know that I stretch fentanyl, ain't no pure dope No, ain't no pure dope