Dawn Mega

[Intro]

Where we at?

(Hey, Royal House on the beat)

[Verse 1]

We was charging eight hundred for a scun, now we on one

Made a couple tops, but the cut is how we pro-ed up

You want it untouched, that's gon’ run you 'bout a stack house

Eleven if I front it, so I'd rather that you cash out

Thirty missed calls in the last ten minutes

Paid unc’ to cut the grass and his ass didn't finish

Froze off the Tech, bezel on the watch chunky

Buck fifty on my chest, so they expect a lot from me

Woke up feelin' blessed, how I know my God love me

Sheila blew her whole check, but she keep spending odd money

Was eatin' from the bag, gon' end up on the front page

Wish I had another skillset other than the drug trade

Fuck a brand name, nigga'd rather be respected

Just tell him keep campaigning, he gon' get elected

All these stand-down niggas got me real stand-offish

Presi' on my wrist, but I never ran for office

Let’s get it

[Chorus]

Drum on the 23, I feel like MegaMan

Dawn Mega of the D, call it LegoLand

All these blocks and these keys, how we know for sure

That you not the police? Tell ’em tell a friend

Junkies knocking at the door, nigga, let 'em in

Stomped on ’em in some B23 Diors

From where if you don't risk it all, it ain't no reward

Touch it like Alicia Keys, keys open doors

[Verse 2]

Locksmith of the city, we some dope runners

Glowstick on my hip look like some bolt cutters

Five grits for two hundred, that's forty apiece

I let my nigga Drew slide, but I shorted Denise

Sixty seconds in the wave, let the water run

I heard that nigga bought a chain ’fore he bought a gun

A one-of-one, one hundred, I'm one of the ones

It's all for one, all or nothin', nigga, all or none

Selling weed, powder, pills, sleeve got the chills

All these rap niggas faker than a three-dollar bill

Phone been jumpin' off the hook, one was all it took

Took off, now we up and runnin', all my money off the books

Watch an arm and a leg, chain cost a foot

Put the king in check with my knight and I caught a rook

Sold dope all of my life, white sticks with the light tint

Hood on lock, tighter than some vice grips

[Chorus]

Drum on the 23, I feel like MegaMan

Dawn Mega of the D, call it LegoLand

All these blocks and these keys, how we know for sure

That you not the police? Tell 'em tell a friend

Junkies knocking at the door, nigga, let 'em in

Stomped on 'em in some B23 Diors

From where if you don't risk it all, it ain't no reward

Touch it like Alicia Keys, keys open doors