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Dojo - Black Fortune Lyrics

[Verse 1]
I had to be Blocka's pallbearer
Imagine how that made me feel, huh (So fucked up)
I was so mentally spaced out (Damn)
That I started crackin' a seal, huh (Ooh)
And shit so fucked up nowadays (Huh?)
That I can't tell fake from real, huh (Can't tell)
So I be solo
I'm so dolo that I wrote my name on my own will

[Chorus]
Yeah, the police looking for me, I need you to be my alibi
Them Percocets put me to sleep like a lullaby
When they killed Blocka, on blood, it was televised
I was sellin' that white boy like Kevin Federline
Stuck a block off the top of the roof, now they mesmerized
And all of my uncles OG, I got mob ties
I look over my shoulder so much that I'm crosseyed
And she hit the goopstick, froze in the trap with the frog eyes

[Verse 2]
Hop out the coupe, I'm in first place
Pussy nigga, you don't wanna die on your birthday, uh
Up it at a nigga, send a nigga to the worst place (Ooh)
Boy, I'm finna leave your body in the dirt like it's Earth Day (Damn)
Bitch, I sip a lot of lean, I got top-notch (Wow)
Hundred round in a drumstick, I make 'em pop-lock (Brraow)
Pop 'em, turn a pussy nigga's shirt into a crop-top (Damn)
I spin a nigga block, gunshots while the kids playin' hopscotch (Yeah)
Rule number one, never show no mercy (No)
Pop another Percocet and take a journey (Go)
Rule number two, only shoot if it's urgent (Ooh)
I'm a clean lil' nigga, but I'm dirty (Dirty)
Tryna get my bliggity gobbled up like a goose (Huh, huh)
If she don't suck dick, then she ain't the truth (Then she ain't the truth)
007, I'm bulletproof
A nigga want free smoke with me, I told him to loot (To loot)
I ain't militant, but all my shooters salute (Damn)
And all of your niggas keep dyin', it's time to recruit (Damn)
My shooter gon' shoot if I tell him to
I ain't got no boat, so I put the bricks on a canoe
[Chorus]
Yeah, the police looking for me, I need you to be my alibi
Them Percocets put me to sleep like a lullaby
When they killed Blocka, on blood, it was televised
I was sellin' that white boy like Kevin Federline
Stuck a block off the top of the roof, now they mesmerized
And all of my uncles OG, I got mob ties
I look over my shoulder so much that I'm crosseyed
And she hit the goopstick, froze in the trap with the frog eyes