Over Do It

Yeah you know what's up
Apollo Brown, Bronze man, Boldy blocks
And I'd like to welcome you to the Westside of Detroit
I just give 'em a what up tho'
Yeah, gun rule, uh
(Don't let me do it to you dunny 'cause I overdo it)

From where the rocks built a mansion
Came a grand river Rat, expansion
The K clip Charles Manson, grave digging anthem
Ancestors was slaves now I shift the cannon
My heart pump Ward street, Joy road where I landed
The cold it expanded the omen at hand
I slice the nose off the thirty eight no tech, no jam
I heard these fools no wiser I bleed on the track
Profuse slow geyser
Piston red rhymes hit your head
The sentence I spoke make you a lifer
Inspired by Detroit erase the snakes and the vipers
Dug it straight out the dirt for the fakes and the snipers
If K can see me now star dust in the cypher
We countin the bullets you pull the knife up
We Van Goghs painting kilos snort a line up
Ima' ticking time bomb my nigga its times up

They told me I couldn't do it
I grew up in a circle of giant tulips
I flew up in the sky tryna skew it
I've been cold since the ruin so (Don't let me do it to you dunny 'cause I overdo it)
They told me I couldn't do it
Now in a current state I'm a big influence
A master of the art but I've been a student
Passionate from the heart when I spew it (Don't let me do it to you dunny 'cause I overdo it)

Streets disciple it's a vicious cycle I'm used to living trifle
Extended clips on rifles
Gotta watch who you sit with niggas be quick to spite you
You try to hit em' with the smitty then that's when they mite
Delightful as it may seem man these streets will snipe you
If you get sent to the beans shit we should even write you?
When they repossess all the things after they indict you
You just tryna make the boy but she hoping that they flight you
I keep em' in my scope so it ain't hard to cite you
I put some money on your books and have my brodie [?] knight [?] you
Just got some fan mail that read my brodie over hyped you
To sell your soul dope boy all your life wanna grow to be like you
Any advice you can get to keep em' from quitting high school
The fuck can I tell em' if he into the shit that I do?
It's all fair game cause shit from the money I blew
You couldn't tell I had over 120 IQ

They told me I couldn't do it
I grew up in a circle of giant tulips
I flew up in the sky tryna skew it
I've been cold since the ruin so (Don't let me do it to you dunny 'cause I overdo it)
They told me I couldn't do it
Now in a current state I'm a big influence
A master of the art but I've been a student
Passionate from the heart when I spew it (Don't let me do it to you dunny 'cause I overdo it)



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Writer(s): Erik Vincent Stephens, Justin Cross, James Clay Iii Jones
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