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We don't wanna do anything to scare your children That's the last thing we wanna do Dumb, Dumb I'm no longer a prospect I'm what you call a veteran A legend man, I'm a prophet (huh) You're not no artist, you're what I call a concept Made to inspire gossip Like shade rumor like bicep Welcome to the Grammy’s where you’re likeness is used For promos, hypeness and views Ok, I hope that you know it That if you voted, you might as well not voted for no one They knew when they made that category Where that trophy was goin’ All this industry shit is (Dumb) There ain’t no middle class Raise yo glass Here’s the classism Either you a rich ass nigga or you’s a bum There ain’t no in between Sinners sell their souls, angels sell their halos and they wings I had dreams of fuckin’ the R&B chick Then I found out that R&B chick already had a dick Already slept with your favorite rapper, aren’t we sick SongtexteYou start as a artist and turn to alcoholic and quit This shit is (dumb) Man I wish I would let a nerd who work at Interscope in a coat by Kenneth Cole Consult me about my image bro I’m the best rapper out this bitch Except, the only catch is that I’m in this hoe Oh, (dumb), they so dumb (so dumb) And nothing that they do is so, they so dumb (So dumb, yeah yeah yeah) Oh, (dumb), they so dumb (so dumb, so dumb) Think they foolin’ me or you, they so dumb (They so dumb, so dumb) So dumb, so dumb, so dumb Let's bring the projects back You see them fake woke niggas that had ta come to that Mm, I love promoting, elevation and a space that All my brothers at And why I lying, I be turned up to these mumble raps Watch who you coming at don't be (dumb) Swag confusion started ducking at (ah) This Metro Boomin mixed with Thunder Clap (uh) That’s where my niggas gain muscle at (uh) Somebody eating of your plate How you gon' stomach that Cuz of that all my niggas is (dumb) How we get this here? I turn basic into intricate I kill you with my simple shit No tweeting when we kicking it Don't tell me what u finna get Silly you could drown without a membership Watch who you swimming with It's ten of us riding up on the city bus Sittin' here tryin' live for the scripture like it's Leviticus Tackling reality, praying that it don't Injure us I love my niggas but its really us When we gon’ notice that we so Yeah, look at what you've done Messin' with my faith, yes You must think that I'm so dumb, oh I won't be the one, no Bullets from your tongue Shooting round my way Tryna kill me now for fun, no I won't be the one Look at what you've done Messin' with my faith, yes You must think that I'm so dumb, no I won't be the one Bullets from your tongue Shooting round my way Tryna kill me off for fun, no I won't be the one (dumb) Aus Songtexte Mania