| She fell in love with a dope boy | |
| Black diamonds on the neck of that dope boy | |
| Big body Benz for that dope boy | |
| Love every tattoo on that dope boy | |
| She sheds tears for that dope boy | |
| Shit, it is what it is for that dope boy | |
| Handle minor biz for that dope boy | |
| But the reward is major, so on and so forth | |
| She can tell you by the Greyhound | |
| She can show you how to stay down | |
| I can tell you 'bout to break down | |
| VS1's all in my bitch watch face now | |
| Straight G's for your low esteem | |
| A.P's for the whole team | |
| As I run away from my obituary | |
| Walking in the shit that'll get you buried | |
| Miami's mine like I'm Pat Riley | |
| Baselines shoot at niggas, act wisely | |
| Get the picture, niggas getting richer now | |
| Living next to bitches, out on Fisher Isle | |
| Down from Oprah, Don King, and Sosa | |
| Come to the coca, callate la boca | |
| They let shit slide when my nigga won't | |
| Remember God forgives and them triggers don't | |
| [Hook: Omarion] | |
| Aw baby it's just how it goes | |
| Can't feel it but I know you know | |
| Cause I keep it on the outside of you, girl | |
| And I keep it on the outside of you, girl | |
| And I'm reaping just what I sow | |
| My heart's beating but it still stay froze | |
| And ya'll waiting on the inside for me, girl | |
| And ya'll waiting on the inside for me, girl | |
| Arms wide open | |
| (it's warm in here) | |
| [Verse 2] | |
| She fell in love with the lifestyle | |
| Paper tag now her neck all iced out | |
| Lear jets to the fights now | |
| Belagio crap table with the dice out | |
| Floor seats at the Heat game | |
| Her bag 20 grand, nigga, peep game | |
| South beach making love on the rooftop | |
| Fucking to the rhythm, got her singing like she Jill Scott | |
| I'm just a nigga with a attitude | |
| Earning revenue through different avenues | |
| One of my soldiers died in Attica | |
| Anything other than a ride is out of character | |
| Top down and it feels right | |
| I could tell you what a dope boy feels like | |
| I could tell you that he never sleeps | |
| He may smile but it's never sweet | |
| Swisha burning at his fingertips | |
| Tears on the inside but they never drip | |
| God forgives and the courts don't | |
| Seeking an appeal when the courts won't | |
| [Hook] |
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