Letra Dope Propaganda

Dope

Looking out my window
I don't recognize the world I used to know

I'm so underrated, underestimated (
Looking out my window)
I'm still dope (I don't recognize the world I used to know)
And I got some folks back home (Looking out my window)
Questioning how I made it
It's 'cause I'm dope (I don't recognize the world I used to know)
I heard you talk behind my back (Looking out my window)
Behind my back
Just don't leave out the fact that I'm dope (I don't recognize the world I used to know)
And life ain't perfect (Looking out my window)
But it's worth it 'cause it's dope (I don't recognize the world I used to know)

Let me tell you like, uh
"Why you always talkin' 'bout a home town
All that unity between the black and brown?" Uh
'Cause it's dope
"And why you never rap about a bad chick?
You be at the crib posted up with the wife and kids" Uh
'Cause it's dope
Hot wings and elotes [?] Del Rio [?]
California sunsets, boulevard, I ain't got a set
Gangsta, like "Boy ain't you from the west?"
We was freezing on the street corners in down Tampa Mona
We was feeding instrumentals through the tweeters in your jeep
I ain't never served feen a unless you mean a sixteen
We were blowing all these trees with the G's from Pasadena
We were freely givin' music pre-
Spotify streamin'
Believe me, despite all logic we billboard charting
You looking for a reason to be honest I don't see one
But if you need one it's 'cause I'm dope

I'm so underrated, underestimated (Looking out my window)
I'm still dope (I don't recognize the world I used to know)
And I got some folks back home (Looking out my window)
Questioning how I made it
It's 'cause I'm dope (I don't recognize the world I used to know)
I heard you talk behind my back (Looking out my window)
Behind my back
Just don't leave out the fact that I'm dope (I don't recognize the world I used to know)
And life ain't perfect (Looking out my window)
But it's worth it 'cause it's dope (I don't recognize the world I used to know)

They never won no online contest but I spoke at the Congress
We need another sixteen to namedrop
East African origins, peaking through these cheekbones
Means I made a survivor, sitting in my chromosomes
Mandatory 20 years, cousin [Aaron?] back home
Life can be a trip, buckle up and hold tight
Remind me I ain't crazy and the grace stay amazing
He came down to prove I wasn't talking to an empty room
Remind me that the truth is that I'm looking at an empty tomb
Sealed the deal, love was so real
But them gangbang rituals, inner city bar mitzvahs
Send your best anthropologists, come and sit in the midst of us
You could catch a glimpse of the fragrance and staying power
No champagne showers
I'm just dope, I'm just dope
I'm just dope, I'm just dope