Dope Boy Dreams

Pourin' up for them real niggas We gon' roll one up for the real hittas (I'm working on dying) Quando Rondo, nigga All the real niggas in Heaven, man, I need someone to call on Nowadays these phones tapped, I don't even wanna talk on 'em Down a very long road, these niggas ain't never walked on it My back against the rope, she cut her ties so I could fall on it You wasn't built to hold shit down, that's why you turned your back on me You couldn't hold me down, even if you had on some gravity I built my own empire, they tryna take down my masterpiece I think they mad I turned my dreams into reality See, I was grindin' out my trunk, I feel like Master P Pourin' up for them real niggas Roll one up for them real niggas Dope boy dreams, sip out the cup for them real niggas Post in the cut with them real killas Loyalty run deep, but it seem like my friends ain't friends no more Blood in the streets plus in my veins don't make us kin no more 15K, that's for a verse, remember gettin' 10 a show Goin' before my time, I'm like a binder, I won't bend or fold I put my dick inside your ear, fuck what you heard, but they stay talkin' Feelin' just like Future off this herb, and plus them Perkys callin' I could hear Miss Murdy callin' Pick up the phone, she tellin' me I ain't got no worries, darlin' Like Hakuna Matata It ain't no more room on my roster I flip around the city with top shottas Timmy told me go get 'em, and I got 'em All 'em broken promises, I never bought 'em All the real niggas in Heaven, man, I need someone to call on Nowadays these phones tapped, I don't even wanna talk on 'em Down a very long road, these niggas ain't never walked on it My back against the rope, she cut her ties so I could fall on it You wasn't built to hold shit down, that's why you turned your back on me You couldn't hold me down, even if you had on some gravity I built my own empire, they tryna take down my masterpiece I think they mad I turned my dreams into reality See, I was grindin' out my trunk, I feel like Master P Pourin' up for them real niggas Roll one up for them real niggas Dope boy dreams, sip out the cup for them real niggas Post in the cut with them real killas All banded up, so I'm by myself No, I don't really be on no party shit I'm tryna feed the streets, I feel like Roddy Ricch How you 'posed to be my dawg, you wanna murk me, though? Signed to the streets three times, I feel like Durkio Countin' a Patek while on a jet, I ain't talkin' Tokyo You told them lies to me, no Pinocchio And then you got the nerve to ask me how I feel, nigga Pour one up for them real niggas I wanna tell the world about you just so they could get jealous And if you see her 'fore I do, tell her I wish that I met her If I catch the opposition, guarantee I'ma scratch 'em So we bet' not let me catch 'em All the real niggas in Heaven, man, I need someone to call on Nowadays these phones tapped, I don't even wanna talk on 'em Down a very long road, these niggas ain't never walked on it My back against the rope, she cut her ties so I could fall on it You wasn't built to hold shit down, that's why you turned your back on me You couldn't hold me down, even if you had on some gravity I built my own empire, they tryna take down my masterpiece I think they mad I turned my dreams into reality See, I was grindin' out my trunk, I feel like Master P Pourin' up for them real niggas Roll one up for them real niggas Dope boy dreams, sip out the cup for them real niggas Post in the cut with them real killas