Do It

Just got off of the phone with the bro
 Told him holla whenever you need me
 I ain't taking my foot off the gas now
 Full throttle you better believe me
 I be finding myself all alone I be wantin' to cry
 When I think bout my Teedy
 So until the day heaven receive me
 Free Dwayne I'll be yelling it freely
 I been thinking bout drowning myself in a bottle
 Gettin' covered in smoke like a genie
 Cause it seem like nobody want me
 But its looking like everyone need me
 I removed myself from a round table
 With some people I noticed they greedy
 Cause I hate when niggas say they see my hunger
 When they in a position to feed me
 Oh you gotta be crazy thinking shit gravy I get it popping like fish grease
 Yeah I'm salty so what you'll get disappointed for pulling up thinking this shit sweet
 This feeling like such a relief homie
 Cause I done been up for some weeks homie
 I ain't got dreams I turned it goals
 It's only a dream when you sleep on me
 Fuck it I'm bout to go off the deep end
 Shoot my shot and get back on my defense
 Say she love me that's only for pretend
 Baby I ain't got time for the pretense
 My bro keep the yeah in his briefs
 Ain't no talking we keeping it brief
 I don't steal, I kill, I'll take a life
 But if I'm caught with that steel I'm a thief
 Man I been rebuking these demons from round me till the day I'm living without sin
 I ain't been answering calls or responding to text I'm just tryna stay dialed in
 I stay to myself keep them hoes out my business
 Girl I ain't got time for your loud friends
 I'm way too good with hidin' my pain behind the fact that I'm smiling
 You know we young and we wilding growing up
 Struggling, we got accustomed to government housing
 Put the block on the fire hydrant
 You don't know about it that feeling nostalgic
 Carry each other kids on the tax
 It take a village to raise em
 Growing up in New Orleans I made it out though that's the city that made him
 Hurricane winds feel like summer breeze
 Blowing the jasmines in my mind
 We made the best out the worst times
 I think we got it right the first time
 If I had to do it over again
 I'll do it in the skin that I'm in
 Cousin call me rapping over the cell
 They got my people in the pen with the pen
 But still we are who we are
 Middle finger to the judge can't nobody judge you for who you are
 Don't let nobody tell you that the sky's the limit when you know you're a star
 If you ain't close to the target you gotta shoot from afar
 Never know how close you are to it, you just gotta
 Do it
 Never know how close you are to it, you just gotta
 Do it