Gone Do

When I was down and out nobody had my fucking back
I was so broke I didn't even have a fucking rack
I came up, ain't have to flip a fucking pack
Now I go crazy I go nuts like a fucking sack
Back, Like lets get it who it
Ain't worried bout the rumors if they said it I did it
Im coming for they necks sense they tried to shit on me
They was leaching for a come up now they ain't got homeys
Bitches ain't look my way when I was rocking air forces
Now I rock Balenciagas and I ride in big foreigns
I was waiting on my turn I stayed 10 toes down
Now when I wanna nut I got 10 hoes down
Fuck my ex i hope you hear this and get slightly offended
Ain't have no charges if I did I'd get em all acquitted
I put in for my time and they all submitted
I got the joggers with the stripes and you know they is fitted
I was scratching for a come up now I see it and live it
Ain't gotta save up if I see it I get it
And I ain't really trying to flex
im trying to show you what you can do
Genes so strong I dont gotta cantu
Niggas acting like they hate me nigga you a fan too
Can't come to the show, my team banned you
Damn and I trying to be evil
Im just trying to get this cake no Ike and Tina

Now they all gone tell you what they want to
Its all up to you what you gone do
So go ahead and tell
Me what you gone do
What you want to
What you gone do? (Yea)

I was sleeping for a minute but I had to get back
Had to break it for a minute till I got my shit back
I called my broski and he told me
That I'm ghost with the releases
But I told em that I'm working I can't just release shit in pieces
I got family in Dallas I got family in Tampa I
got fans or me in Cali but I'm chilling in Atlanta
Moved far from home so I can grind harder
I was too comfortable I had to think smarter
And could give a fuck about who is and ain't feeling me
I watched you niggas win and the shit ain't get to me
I got on tennis bracelets so im walking with my hand out
Used to be the boy got them calling me the man now
2018 and I told you niggas I'm on it
Got a bad bitch with a belly ring, she told a nigga she want it
These niggas be jealous
These niggas talking reckless
Spent the same amount on my car as my necklace
And I been chilling in the hills
I just left LA man the shit was so real
Listen and I ain't gotta pop a pill
Jet lag so strong all I want to do is chill
For real, I am on my grind for a meal
It ain't never changed man you niggas no the deal
Went to college in atlanta nigga ain't shit sweet
Niggas won't give me credit but I was popping in mesquite(Heat)
Eat any fucking beat
And I told you niggas before I see no competition against me
I was talking to my crew about my next move
And they told me that they got me. Man I swear the shit true



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Writer(s): Tereon Greene
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