OG Jay - Dope Ways

I'm gone take no chill and no to favors
She go both ways come over Taylor
These dope ways we young with paper
Come this way don't hurt the savior
I can turn soap to paper
Moma know her son could never hate her
Brother close so we gone run up the paper
Wish for kicks nigga we run over yu fakers

We know no sentences and nobody on papers
Keep closed lips and roll up them papers
Leave me lone get zipped we come up with paper
Nothing wrong her lips I save them for later
Keep going don't sit you come up with paper
Weep your wrongs admit you not built for this labor
He not strong he get bent fold up like paper
You not wrong just admit I was born for this

I need a couple whips matted out
Might crash next Lex house
He said it's chess so im on her chest now
Dope ways got you rocking now
She want to flex show her a open bar
You want to slide here's a stolen car
Pick the charge she said she took the bar
I see you waiting I'm the shooting star
I'm gone gold my grill fuck the talor
Freak don't leave me lone I'm thinking bout taylor
In his home alone we come up with paper
What's wrong nothing wrong just a lil labor
Not a tip you freak she still shake that shit later
Watch me break the streets and you show up for the
Labor
Stay in lane she in reach you know she just need a lil Paper
Dope way blues don't get this shit confused
Wait till he slide to the stash house
I'm only driving a fucking cash cow
She licking I'm sticking open ya damn mouth
Dope ways make you pass out

Written by:
Jayvont’e Martin

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