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Doing What We Gotta

 

Doing What We Gotta

(アルバム: Missing Pieces - 2017)


My raps can break your vertebrae
I'm perfectly imperfect
I'm the southern lurkin
Without a purpose except to determinate
California governor
Fuck it I'm not in love with her
Bust it right on the comforter
Drinking that southern comfort
Till I'm on another planet
Got more karats than rabbits
Causing havoc with a baddy
That half Asian and Spanish
Constantly calling me wannabe
Probably not as hot as me
Honestly got this shit up in a bag like colostomies
I'ma loosen my belt
Cause I'm getting hungry as hell
Feasting up on these beats
They should lock me up in a cell
Don't let me off of the leash
Fuck a peace, keep the peace
No more coffins for other brothers sisters nephews and nieces
Someone tell me why do they envy me
Sipping on this Hennessy
Mentally so ahead of these rappers I got the remedy
Liquor on rocks we don't mix it up like chemistry
Was in and out of therapy
Just praying for serenity

We just doing what we gotta
Having others backs on the wall
When I get up when I fall
We just doing what we gotta
We ain't worry about y'all
Cause we still gonna ball
We just doing what we gotta
We just doing what we gotta yeah
We just doing what we gotta
We just doing what we gotta
We just doing what we gotta yeah
We just doing what we gotta
We just doing what we gotta

Teachers told me I wasn't shit and rap was a cop-out
Here I touch a hundred racks and I'm a college drop out
Bars like Mayweather mixed with SQL... Knockout
Curry with the shot with the block now
Women would ignore me and never gave me their number
But now they tweetin me asking me if I'm coming home this Summer
Enemies and friends I can't tell them apart... Stress
I've got a lot like I'm selling them cars
Everything I spit is fact
You spitting that fake shit
Got this homie up crazy
Wrote up a couple prescription
Nowadays snakes walking and talk
They don't do no hissing
If I want it I go out and get it
I don't do no wishing
I was biking to the studio
No money in my pocket
For a little while we had no water in the faucet
Was spitting twice shy
I'm living hell'a cautious
I don't like these new rappers
I'm bumping Christopher Wallace

We just doing what we gotta (III'x time)
Having others back on the wall
When I get up when I fall
We just doing what we gotta
We ain't worry about y'all
Cause we still gonna ball
We just doing what we gotta
We just doing what we gotta yeah
We just doing what we gotta
We just doing what we gotta
We just doing what we gotta yeah
We just doing what we gotta
We just doing what we gotta (IIx time)

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