Neighbors

I guess the neighbors think I'm selling dope, selling dope Yeah, the neighbors think I'm selling dope, selling dope selling dope, selling dope, selling dope I don't want no picture with the president I just wanna talk to the man Speak for the boys in the bando And my nigga never walkin' again Apologized if I'm harpin' again I know these things happen often But I'm back on the scene I was lost in a dream as I write this The team down in Austin I been buildin' me a house Back home in the South, ma Won't believe what it's costin' And it's fit for a king, right? Or a nigga that could sing And explain all the pain that it cost him My sixteen should've came with a coffin Fuck the fame and the fortune well, maybe not the fortune But one thing is for sure though, the fame is exhaustin' That's why I moved away, I needed privacy Surrounded by the trees and Ivy League Students that's recruited highly Thinkin' you do you and I do me Crib has got a big 'ol backyard My niggas stand outside and pass cigars Filled with marijuana, laughin' hard Thankful that they friend's a platinum star In the driveway there's no rapper cars Just some shit to get from back and forth Just some shit to get from back and forth Welcome to the Sheltuh, this is pure We'll help you if you've felt too insecure To be the star you always knew you were Wait, I think police is at the door Okay, the neighbors think I'm selling dope Hm, I guess the neighbors think I'm selling dope selling dope The neighbors think I'm neighbors think I'm (Don't follow me, don't follow me...) I think the neighbors think I'm selling dope (Don't follow me, don't follow me...) I guess the neighbors think I'm selling dope, selling dope selling dope, selling dope, selling dope Well motherfucker, I am Some things you can't escape; death, taxes, and a ra- cist society that make every nigga feel like a candidate For a Trayvon kinda fate, even when your crib sit on a lake Even when your plaques hang on a wall Even when the president jam your tape Took a little break just to annotate How I feel, damn it's late I can't sleep cause I'm paranoid Black in a white man territory Cops bust in with the army guns No evidence of the harm we done Just a couple neighbors that assume we slang Only time they see us we be on the news, in chains, damn Don't follow me, don't follow me Don't follow me, don't follow me Okay, the neighbors think I'm selling dope Hm, I guess the neighbors think I'm selling dope, selling dope The neighbors think I'm...neighbors think I'm (Don't follow me, don't follow me...) I think the neighbors think I'm selling dope (Don't follow me, don't follow me...) I guess the neighbors think I'm selling dope, selling dope selling dope, selling dope, selling dope Well motherfucker, I am I am, I am, I am, I am Well motherfucker, I am I think the neighbors think I'm selling dope I am, I am, I am Well motherfucker, I am So much for integration Don't know what I was thinkin' I'm movin' back to Southside So much for integration Don't know what I was thinkin' I'm movin' back to Southside