What Im Gonna Do
Dazed and confused lately its crazy the stuff on the news lacking support from our allies Bye bye they be hitting the snooze
Goodnight
Kisses
On the forehead visions getting more bread than a pigeon laying on the floor in Submission having intercourse with a vixen
This is not forced but of course I was blitzing (blitzing) rushing into war for attention must Have a rush to enforce all the tension need bucks to afford just to listen
Yeah do this all alone independent as it gets when I'm on the phone with myself writing Music when its on the dome it goes everywhere but no one seems to listen at home
And I booked my took my time on a beat and I beat myself anytime I get weak I defeat My cells getting high from the weed then release myself bringing fire and the heat
Tell me not make anything that I want to then your gone regret everything that I'm gone Do
Nobody cares about my stuff I get it twenty-five years no house bad credit this for every Song that I made and didn't get any recognition for it but still don't even sweat it
Its like I'm getting put down but I make sound what I put out doesn't make it out like how When I break it down put the numbers down write them all out then I'm like ow this is Crazy
Ain't no way that I'm lazy ain't no way that I'm spacey ain't no way I ain't that flavor I bit a Style and I know that its tasty
Putting my foot down for all right reasons takin a stand because I feel uneasy this is like Lessons for all you rappers who look at me laughing but now its the season
I do this daily like ABC family most of these people just don't understand me not from the Hood but I'll show you I can be my life wasn't good but I took the advantage look
I was way down at the bottom lookin up like a boat on its bottom in bottle when its stuck But I float like a butterfly with middle fingers up and so fuckin fly I guess I'm Donald When I duck
Nobody cares about my stuff I get it twenty-five years no house bad credit this for every Song that I made and didn't get any recognition for it but still don't even sweat it
Its just me now that's how I like it to be I don't need no one to tell me how to write a Release I mean jeez I'm the topic of what I wanna be I'm a rap goat now I'm just makin The sheep
Goodnight
Kisses
On the forehead visions getting more bread than a pigeon laying on the floor in Submission having intercourse with a vixen
This is not forced but of course I was blitzing (blitzing) rushing into war for attention must Have a rush to enforce all the tension need bucks to afford just to listen
Yeah do this all alone independent as it gets when I'm on the phone with myself writing Music when its on the dome it goes everywhere but no one seems to listen at home
And I booked my took my time on a beat and I beat myself anytime I get weak I defeat My cells getting high from the weed then release myself bringing fire and the heat
Tell me not make anything that I want to then your gone regret everything that I'm gone Do
Nobody cares about my stuff I get it twenty-five years no house bad credit this for every Song that I made and didn't get any recognition for it but still don't even sweat it
Its like I'm getting put down but I make sound what I put out doesn't make it out like how When I break it down put the numbers down write them all out then I'm like ow this is Crazy
Ain't no way that I'm lazy ain't no way that I'm spacey ain't no way I ain't that flavor I bit a Style and I know that its tasty
Putting my foot down for all right reasons takin a stand because I feel uneasy this is like Lessons for all you rappers who look at me laughing but now its the season
I do this daily like ABC family most of these people just don't understand me not from the Hood but I'll show you I can be my life wasn't good but I took the advantage look
I was way down at the bottom lookin up like a boat on its bottom in bottle when its stuck But I float like a butterfly with middle fingers up and so fuckin fly I guess I'm Donald When I duck
Nobody cares about my stuff I get it twenty-five years no house bad credit this for every Song that I made and didn't get any recognition for it but still don't even sweat it
Its just me now that's how I like it to be I don't need no one to tell me how to write a Release I mean jeez I'm the topic of what I wanna be I'm a rap goat now I'm just makin The sheep
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Writer(s): David Alderman
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