Do the Right Thing

You know the gang, we still on the same thing
Yeah
Imma hit the road and bring them racks home
Trying to make a milli from the trap, or a trap song
We don't do no cap on them apps, that shit wack dawg
I hit it from the back she say she feel it in her backbone
Free all my brothers til they back home
You made 20 off a loan, we did 100 on a trap phone
That's real shit, streets took my heart so I don't feel shit
If you ain't never been counted out, ain't gon feel this
Conversations wit my dawg bout loyalty, he still switched
Feelin like I need to get away, too much to deal wit
Any nigga get up in my way, I hit the kill switch
And my girl would hide it in her purse, I gotta real bitch
Backend came in, I hit my money dance
Crazy how they hate me now back then you was a fan
They only love it when you down I don't understand
Too much money out here to be worried bout another man
Damn, I'm just focused on the better days
Ran outta sprite, dropped a deuce in my lemonade
I ain't know how to cook I asked my bro for aid
He showed me in a minute how that shit was maid

Yeah
I ain't too proud to spend it, bitch I'm gettin paid
My niggas different man, we been the wave
The clearest vision but I tint the frames
Cartier lens, Amiri denim jean
Ethika briefs match the glock 19
Bitch I'm the chief, these niggas not like me
You better do the right thing Spike Lee
You better do the right thing
I know some youngins doin life and ain't live yet
I watched my brother lose his life, I still ain't get back
And these lil niggas talkin like I ain't wit that
These so called opps would've been gift wrapped, big facts
On the clock like I just took a shift, I need a big pack
On the rocks like hennard, but dis tris I really sip that
22 the pint, the line 175
Sitodaplugg man y'all know the fuckin vibe



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Writer(s): Isaiah Houston
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