Uhh Most Dope

Hey, uhh with my backpack on as I dip from class

If my mom see I'm gone she gonna kick my ass

Hop in the whip and laugh, I got some piff to grab

Then go and scoop treej then sit and pass around the weed

While we talk about life

And all the different ways to get rich over night

Shit, I think I'mma be a billionaire

But, this life here ain't really fair

I try and do my own thing be a little different

See I'm just trying to spit about this life that I'm living

And if it was a game I be playing extra innings

Never be the same trying to find out where I fit in

I'm in the sky, but I haven't found a limit

So I'mma keep rising for another couple minutes

Until I reach maximum altitude

Himalayan mountain view, I get refreshed without a mountain dew

They wonder bout this malcolm dude

Oh thats just my government name

No republican, you never see me running with lames

I got the most dope with me from city, to city

Looking for a spot to get tipsy

Carry music that I hussle like nipsey

The type of bars putting stones in your kidneys

I think I found my passion

Used to play sports now all I play is madden

Hey, I used to hoop like okafor

Now there's henny bottles where all of my trophies were

The boy's from the north, married to the speaker

If you dont know me, it's nice to meet ya

Haha yeah, hold up, hold up

It was all a dream, I used to read vibe magazine

Picture myself right on the cover looking clean

With some size 30 jeans, and a medium t

You ain't fresh til it fit right, get like me!

See he never tried to be a g

Tricks is for kids, got them hidden in my sleeve

Which cover my tattoos, oh yeah script shit

While this earth stay spinning like a kickflip

A misfit in this clique filled world

Groupies tryin' to holla while I'm chilling with my girl

Cause I'm all that, no nickelodeon

Address the class when I'm standing at the podium

They don't belive me, guess I'm the only one

See this path gets slippery, petroleum jelly

Sitting by the tele watching movies

I be up in the air, no george clooney

Killing em softly with the fugees

Walking in the party like I own the place, "who's he?"

Somebody answer that, you seem them stand and clap

The boy got presents like santa's bag

Just some mother fucking kids

Just some mother fucking kids

Tryna do it big, get it how we live

Just some mother fucking kids