Dopedealer
[Intro: steezg]
Life of a dope dealer
Shit’s the same ol’ same ol’
You know, guns, drugs, gangs, violence, police
Shit’s all the same dude, yea

[Verse 1: steezg]
Still running from the cops w/ my shoes untied
Bought a gun yesterday cuz I don’t really wanna die
Grown up but still telling my momma all these lies
I’m already a disappointment and I don’t wanna make her cry
Making profit when people wanna fuck they minds up
But it don’t matter as long as in the end I get my cut
Don’t mean to sound cold, but money be the goal
Buy my family a ticket out the ghetto and a car and some gold
Yea, money and power shit’s all stupendous
But when blood spilled can’t help but feel horrendous
Regardless it’s not even in my power to end this
I’m in mad deep
Always pray myself to sleep
Indecisive bout what I sow and what I reap
Oh lord
They say I’m becoming what I’m destined for
Ethnicity affiliated with my state of being poor
Like I could give a fuck anymore