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Whatever Dude

 

Whatever Dude

(album: Live From The Dentist Office - 2015)


Yo, this been going for a minute
Cooped up in the dentist office, flowing for the tenants
I been doing some stupid shit like going to work
When I could do some lucrative shit like writing a verse
But it's okay, we gon' make it someday
Whether it's 2028 or Sunday
Do these shows for people that, they've never heard of me
And they fuck with me but then they see me
When they try to cop some sneaks
At Foot Locker, working every damn day
And it's hard to tell people you rap, like okay
Everybody rap, my cousin Joe rap down the street
He rapped over that "0-100," it's pretty sweet, uh-uh
Yo, so I don't know what to do
So I stack a bit of paper, cop a couple of shoes
It's therapeutic to a brother like me, what it do?
I haven't combed my hair in a couple of weeks, maybe two
Okay, maybe a couple of months, maybe 6
Same dude wearing dad pants, all white kicks
Got the pure money 4s with the silver eyelets
And a bad lil thing, she about 5'6"
Actually, I ain't got one
But them kicks that just dropped, yeah I got them
Yeah, yeah that's Ritchie with a T
But please don't forget it like a fat bitch at the beach
What's up?

It's whatever dude, it's whatever dude
I ain't even tripping, it's whatever dude
It's whatever dude, it's whatever dude
You can keep on talking, it's whatever dude
It's whatever dude, it's whatever dude
I ain't even tripping, it's whatever dude
It's whatever dude, it's whatever dude
You can keep on talking, it's whatever dude

I do this for my people who say, "Stepa, we believe in ya"
Rather starve to death than consume that shit they feeding ya
Kind of antisocial so not big on social media
I'm just out here doing shows with my team
Snap back to reality, work in the A.M
I swear it's like waking up from a perfect dream
All I need is a little reefer and a fifth of heen
Shit, I been an alchy since I was a teen
Now I'm damn near 30, fighting demons like Constantine
Stay fucking up, that's a reoccurring theme
Truthfully, I haven't been doing my best
Story of my life, I guess
I think it's time I digress
Shooting for positivity, let y'all develop negatives
Call my homies, fam they know me better than my relatives
Got squares in my circle but you know they still hella cool
Care less how you feel about me, it's whatever dude

It's whatever dude, it's whatever dude
I ain't even tripping, it's whatever dude
It's whatever dude, it's whatever dude
You can keep on talking, it's whatever dude
It's whatever dude, it's whatever dude
I ain't even tripping, it's whatever dude
It's whatever dude, it's whatever dude
You can keep on talking, it's whatever dude

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