Dope Boy's Diary

(albüm: The New Toronto 3 - 2020)

Yeah, nothing bigger than the Umbrella
Yeah, yeah (Perfect)
Forever, you just gotta feel me, nigga
Lil Tory (Cannon)

Told my bitch, "I love her", she ain't say it back
My heart, I can't play with that
Fuck it, that's that, and we made it that
Running through the trap to find my re-up, tryna make it back
BM tripping, I'm just tryna cop my son his favorite snacks
Love from the Crip, Bloods, and GDs
Scamming out the bank, I made like fifty thou' on TD
In this trap, my homeboys my heart, but shit, I gotta move greedy
Got a budget for the lawyer case I lose with this PD (Perfect)
'Cause we tryna get more than rich, fuck the fame and all the glitz
My bitch ain't had tits, so I bought her tits
I'm a lil' older, so I mold her 'til I taught the bitch
Boy, I woulda swore that she was loyal 'til I caught the bitch
I won't trust a soul, it's just me and my pole, playing position
On that road, watching jackboys close
Gun closer than the sirens, see if them boys try me
Bitch, I'm opening the fire, catching bodies like corona in the virus, nigga
Weed bought the Rolex, crack bought the bussdown
Trapping did a home run, scamming did a touchdown
Thinking 'bout my son now, know I gotta stay alive
'Cause I done let him down like four times and I can't make it five
Cops from a naked eye, watching in a foreign
But we moving neat, the DA can't grant them no warrants (Perfect)
The Birdman with me like Wayne in New Orleans
Raining and pouring, raging and waring
Prolly lost my bitch to an athlete
Fuck it, I'ma pull up with another bitch, mad fleek
I remember Crystal done told me I was mad weak
From that day, I never let another bitch embarrass me (Perfect)
I had to wear the same drawers
Going out for weeks, a nigga stank, but this shit paid off
Flexing like I own the rental, nigga, I had to play it off
Hoes I put this dick off in they hole just like I'm playing golf
Anytime I ran up out of work I sold 'em drywall
I was broke and threw it on the scale 'cause I can't eyeball
Homie, I just came from being homeless, that's a sidebar
That's why with this rap shit I be focused, can't take time off
Boy, I'm not a killer, but don't push me, that's on my mama
'Cause my killers out there swimming in the deep end
'Fore he knew that nigga drowned 'cause he was deep in
Scoreboard, bitch, you playing on the defense
My lil' niggas catching bodies every weekend
My lil' shooter made the movie with the sequence
Play with us and we gon' turn that nigga pretense
In the foreign, picked him up from out the precinct
'Cause he gon' still put in that pressure 'til the beef ends, ayy
I wanna cheat but I'll prolly kill her if she cheat on me
Homicidal thoughts don't mix with Gs on me
Plus I be with Gs, homie, stick hot like ninety-eight degrees on me
Trigger finger itchy like some fleas on me
Sleeping on my nigga sofa, sleeping on the floor
I couldn't even tell a bitch, "Come over"
Now it's all Dior all on my body like my melatonin
Niggas took the stand, I can't believe them boys were telling on me
Street shit is hella phony, yeah
Look in my eyes, you see I'm dodging all the demons
Came a long way from swiping fraud cards at all the Neiman's (Perfect)
I was plotting and scheming, popping bad beans and shit
I thought it, then dreamed it, turned it to reality
This a fatality, killing any nigga saying he got the same style as me
I'm the only rapper saying shit with no apology
Pull up, you could holler, B
Your favorite rapper's shit just ain't as hot as me
Tory (Perfect)

Ayy, spitting fire in the booth
Forgiato tires on the coupe
OGs looking at me like they inspired to be me, when I aspired to be you
It's crazy but it's true
Damn, yeah
90310 run this shit, you know what's going on, nigga
Big U, big Umbrella