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I'm a do me

I'm a do me

You niggas talkin
But they clean
We spendin money, gettin money, in between
Chasin a mil, ain't gon let nothin intervene
Respect the hustle busters gon do by any means
Haters I really
Put on anything
They say I start a lot of shit, I say I things
Just like dental cream
I go in mouth
And a limousine, I stretch a nigga out
This ain't what you want now you better take a route
I ain't bitch nigga what is this about
Used to bound when you see me oh we now?
Ay stop the music listen I come get wit you now
But once them hammers
Just know its not a
We handle things just
You hear em sayin about me, hear I'm sayin this
New orleans niggas in ya face, you wasnt shit
you say you get
30 mil in six listen Forbes put down for 20, that was this year
And lets get this clear, between you and me
apology 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 bout money you talkin bout shit
You on the waitin list and you ain't ridin in shit
You pick a watch cost a 100, then you wasted yo time
If you think you can do me you out yo fuckin mind
go
These niggas insane, yeah straight
A half a dollar car and some house shoes
Call the dealership... like tricked me
why the hell you put my engine where my truck be
I'm throwin franklins... I don't ones
Smoke a pound every like I don't need lungs
Buy em whole and sellin retail
I'm seafood... yeah fish scales
I I'm so hot... but my house cool
So many that it look like a high school
Speakin of high school... I never passed
right here... now where da cash 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
watch me do me (ay)
Wanna see how its
watch me do me (yeah)

I'm the big homie... get use to me
You suckas ain't close to what I used to be
You imaginary rappers swear to GOD that you a key
While yall swore to me..i know ain't street
I MONEY... everyday dawg
I leave you in the trap well thats my grave yard
I tried to figure if you mel or nasty nas
I wanna know where rappers got this brave hearts
Cause that yak-up tear apart any size
So you suckas click-clack playin wit GOD
You rappers need to stick yo thumb out and a hike
I see more man... in a full
Fuck what you like... this ain't a date
You read like a blind, you gotta feel yo way
Watch me nigga I'm eat til I'm
I'm mr. cocane now me do me