I Do What I Want

Ido what i want
You do what you can
I do what i do
Sick of these kids
Plus the ones in cahoots
Like Tre how you do it
Ain't giving up sauce to non of you Goofs

Been juugin for years ima champ
Ask about me
That broke shit i don't do
Burgundy boy for real but cont front i Was known for the purple
Run off on me I promise ima have to Come back and squirt you
Youngin waiting for green lights
I might have to let em come hurt you
On ya crib ima lamp cause i heard that The patients is a virtue
Now its one shot one kill like I'm Kimbo
Lights out its a Curfew

Don't mention my dead there go ya Head
They gonna turned em too bird food

Walk with a blick so i hike up my Pants you see the resemblance to Urkle

We spent to ya spot and we showin Love
And my bitches gone flirt too

And If i leave I'm bringing my weapon
Yea she got one in the purse too

By any means
Guaranteed if you hit up my line oh Tre he making the play
Truly a hustler baby no slouch in me Baby
You stupid i ain't come here to lay

I gotta Juug on the way
She tried to get me stay

Just give me the key
I gotta break down these Ps
I told her the D gotta Fee
She really dont mind to spree

I do what i want
You do what you can
I do what i do
Im sick of these kids
Plus the ones in cahoots
Like Tre how you do it
Ain't giving up sauce to non of you Goofs

Been juggin for years ima champ
Ask about me
That broke shit i dont do
Burgundy boy for real but cont front i Was known for the purple
Run off on me I promise ima have to Come back and squirt you
Youngin waitin for green lights i Might have to let em come hurt you
On ya crib ima lamp
Cause i heard that the patients is a virtue
Now its one shot one kill like I'm Kimbo
Lights out its a Curfew

I gotta mess to clean
OH Tre exterminator y'all are like pest To me
Couldn't get next to me
Ya little drip and some feet ain't a flex To me
Bad lil chick on my side cause she Invest in me
Nickname her Za cause she ain't Stressing me
None of them bitches ain't impressing Me
Im rolling like Ecstasy

No i aint crip
Up'd on me i aint flinch
Carousel how i spent
Thousand air off the stench

Im big fry to a shrimp
I'm stand up you a limp

All you niggas you my sons
Compare a king to a prince
Brothers grindin we aint clips
I could jugg any trench

I do what i want
You do what you can
Couple of grams you know where i Stand
Cant get a job so its hand to hands
By any means to expand the brand
Heard when they hate they became a Fan
Like we most hated they cant stand the Klan
I come from the bottom syrup the Spam
Now as a G I'm corrupt with bands