Goodtalk Smoke DZA (Ft. DOM KENNEDY)

[Intro: Smoke DZA]
Yeah, you know
A lot of niggas make music for a certain demographic
I make music for my niggas, and niggas like me
No figure, no funk
Cinematic, look

[Verse 1: Smoke DZA]
What up, haters? You forever be anonymous
Forever popping shit, my ears ringing
Them bullshit tunes and things that they singing
‘Bout the hustle and the struggle that they ain’t been in
You seen it from the window sill, you was playing
Nintendo still, we was the niggas in those fields
With ya McLovin gaffe, you niggas can’t fool me
I sold bud, sold raps, working on movies
Young Warhol giving you game
Tryna get more than 15 minutes of fame
Nigga, I’m one of the nicest, you suffering
With identity crisis, nigga, you don’t even know you
Fuck a nigga owe you? I’m Goku, Mr. Miyagi
Sonny from Bronx Tale, or the nigga that gave Leroy his blow
I mean, I taught you everything that you know
Lil ungrateful lil bastard, tryna outshine the master
Closed casket, cremation
Had to Marvin Gaye my kids that ain’t behaving
Niggas is doo-doo, shit’ll get crucial
Fuck nigga, who you? I did this to you, DZA