Dope Boy Days

Pyrex in the kitchen like I'm still getting paid Phone blowing up like I'm still hitting plays So many stories from my dope boy days And I'm still kind of stuck in my ways Pyrex in the kitchen like I'm still getting paid Phone blowing up like I'm still hitting plays So many stories from my dope boy days And I'm still kind of stuck in my ways I done seen a lot of shit in my day You ain't ever been scared till a gun up in yo face Yeah I been robbed before I ain't ashamed Anything can happen anytime when you selling cocaine Sometimes you got to charge it to the game If you ain't ever had no indictments we ain't the same When I was selling dope I told myself ill never change Its a special feeling when everybody know you the man Bands in your pockets everybody knowing your name If you wasn't getting money nigga then you a lame But then I realized hustling don't bring nothing but pain You got so much time to think when you locked up in them chains When you work the block its like you been stuck in a maze Police wanna take all the niggas turn us to slaves Work us for free till they put us down in the grave And they wanna call it the land of the free home of the brave Wait Pyrex in the kitchen like I'm still getting paid Phone blowing up like I'm still hitting plays So many stories from my dope boy days And I'm still kind of stuck in my ways Pyrex in the kitchen like I'm still getting paid Phone blowing up like I'm still hitting plays So many stories from my dope boy days And I'm still kind of stuck in my ways I done fucked so many hoes a nigga lost count Tried to get me to stay the night but bitch I got to bounce My white boy from Tiffin just called he said he need a ounce Choosing a bitch over getting paper that's not aloud I done seen so many hard days and long nights When you got to swallow a pack make sure its tied tight I ain't ever snitch never gave a name in my life Unless you a civilian I'm sorry its not right You never talk you never tell you never rat Even if it was your best friend who stabbed you in the back The game is different that's why I had to get out the trap Because niggas don't give a fuck about the code that's a fact When I look back we had some good times most of its bad To the youngins listening stay out the game this ain't a fad You don't wanna spend the rest of yo life sleeping on a slab That's why all I do now is grind with this music and be a dad Pyrex in the kitchen like I'm still getting paid Phone blowing up like I'm still hitting plays So many stories from my dope boy days And I'm still kind of stuck in my ways Pyrex in the kitchen like I'm still getting paid Phone blowing up like I'm still hitting plays So many stories from my dope boy days And I'm still kind of stuck in my ways