I'm a do me
I'm a do me
You niggas talkin But they clean We money, gettin money, nothin in between a hundred mil, ain't gon let nothin intervene Respect the hustle gon do that by any means Haters I really Put this on say I start a lot of shit, I say I finish things Just like some dental I go in niggas And like a limousine, I a nigga out This ain't what you now you better take a different route I ain't Bankhead? bitch nigga what is this Used to when you see me oh we dissin now? Ay stop the music listen dude I get wit you now But once hammers sing Just know its not a We handle just like You hear em sayin about me, hear I'm sayin this New orleans niggas in ya face, you sayin shit you say you get 30 mil in six years? listen Forbes put for 20, that was this year And lets get this clear, between you and me That was BET not for DTP, I'm doin me
You do you And I'm do me You do you I'm do me
If you Talkin money you ain't talkin bout shit You wasnt on the waitin list and you ain't ridin in You pick a watch that cost a 100, you wasted yo time If you think you can do me you out yo mutha fuckin go These insane, yeah straight fooled A half a million dollar car and some house the dealership... like yall tricked me Then why the hell you put my engine where my be I'm franklins... I don't need ones a pound every week like I don't need lungs Buy em sale and sellin retail I'm talkin seafood... yeah scales I said I'm so hot... but my cool So many that it look like a high school Speakin of high school... I passed that Works right here... now where da at?
You do you (and what) And I'm do me (ay) You do you (and what) I'm do me (ok) Wanna see how its Then me do me (ay) see how its done Then me do me (yeah)
I'm the big homie... get use to me You suckas even close to what I used to be You imaginary rappers to GOD that you moved a key While yall to me..i know yall ain't street I gets MONEY... everyday I leave you stinkin in the trap thats my grave yard I tried to figure if you mel gibs or nas I wanna know where these rappers got brave hearts that yak-up tear apart any size heart So you suckas click-clack about wit GOD You rappers need to stick yo thumb out and a hike I see more man... in a dike Fuck what you like... this ain't a blind You tryna like a blind, you gotta feel yo way Watch me I'm eat til I'm obese I'm mr. cocane now me do me