Dope On The Scale

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Anthony Kannon

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I think it's crazy you would lie to me, you supposed to be my family
I thought you were my brother
I can't explain to you the irony, I know you hate to see this side of me
New York, I built it like the Yankees, this a dynasty
I did out of love, no need to thank a nigga honestly
You broke I can tell, there's hope I could sell
There's money to be made, and dope on the scale
Dope on the scale
There's hope I can sell
There's money to be made
And dope on the scale
Cut a nigga, watch the blood drip
Gas pack, nose twitching off of one whiff
Nightmares of what the plug did
Climb to the top, ride for the block, prepare for a sunk ship
These niggas chatting, they got loose lips
Tell the truth, I don't give two shits
He got the same burner, just a new grip
I got life in the right, death in the left, you pick
I got some hope I can sell
I got some dope on the scale
I got some hope I can sell
There's money to be made, and dope on the scale
All the shootings and the stabbings, got me passing by the casket
Bragging that they active
Until the cops pull em over, get to tapping on the glasses
Heart shattered into fragments
Roll the window down, see how fast he get to ratting
Once the trap got established, cash was by the mattress
I pre-bagged the package, had it ready for delivery
Hell is temporary, heaven is infinity
Bunch of false idols, none you niggas real
I was rapping nameless, y'all were out active hating
Kidnapped, held captive, if the cash captivating
Never compromise your bottom line, or the stacks you making
For the vermin I'm exterminating, get eradicated
Admiration, admiral, f*ck a affidavit
Cops tryna crack a case, trapping like I'm Pappy Mason
Weed medical, got me mad sedated
Boulevard flows, told Zach I got your back-this the affirmation
Cut a nigga, watch the blood drip
Gas pack, nose twitching off of one whiff
Nightmares of what the plug did
Climb to the top, ride for the block, prepare for a sunk ship
These niggas chatting, they got loose lips
Tell the truth, I don't give two shits
Same burner, just a new grip
I got life in the right, death in the left, you pick
I think it's crazy you would lie to me, you supposed to be my family
I thought you were my brother
I can't explain to you the irony, I know you hate to see this side of me
New York, I built it like the Yankees, this a dynasty
I did out of love, no need to thank a nigga honestly
You broke I can tell, there's hope I could sell
There's money to be made, and dope on the scale

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