Beatriz Artola - Neighbors lyrics

[Intro] I guess the neighbors think I'm sellin' dope, sellin' dope Okay, the neighbors think I'm sellin' dope, sellin' dope Sellin' dope, sellin' dope, sellin' dope [Verse 1] Yeah, 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 n***a never walkin' again Apologize 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 n***a that could sing And explain all the pain that it cost him My sixteen should've came with a coffin f** 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 back 'ol yard My n***as stand outside and pa** cigars Filled with marijuana, laughin' hard Thankful that they friend's a platinum star In the driveway there's no rapper cars Just some sh** to get from back and forth Just some sh** 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 [Hook] Okay, the neighbors think I'm sellin' dope Hm, I guess the neighbors think I'm sellin' dope sellin' 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 sellin' dope (Don't follow me, don't follow me...) I guess the neighbors think I'm sellin' dope, sellin' dope Sellin' dope, sellin' dope, sellin' dope Well motherf**er, I am [Verse 2] Some things you can't escape: d**h, taxes, and a ra- -cist society that make Every n***a 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 a**ume 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 [Hook] Okay, the neighbors think I'm sellin' dope Hm, I guess the neighbors think I'm sellin' dope, sellin' 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 sellin' dope (Don't follow me, don't follow me...) I guess the neighbors think I'm sellin' dope, sellin' dope Sellin' dope, sellin' dope, sellin' dope Well motherf**er, I am [Outro] I am, I am, I am, I am Well, motherf**er, I am I think the neighbors think I'm sellin' dope I am, I am, I am Well, motherf**er, I am So much for integration Don't know what I was thinkin' I'm movin' back to south side So much for integration Don't know what I was thinkin' I'm movin' back to south side