Do Better (feat. G.M.F. Reese)

We toting 30's wherever
We serving grams wherever
You aint with the shooters
Don't beef on computers
Cause you can get wacked wherever
We doing drills togehter
Put you on a shirt whenever
I was just broke, and I crawled through them trenches
Had thoughts like I gotta do better
Cause if you knew better, then you would do better
Cause you can do better
My heart in the trenches, my dog in them fences
I sent him a letter
If you knew better, then you would do better
Cause you can do better
Glock with extension, these bullets like rain
Better grab an umbrella

Easing that pain, when I catch yoll out lacking
No talking that beef, you'll get killed over captions
When we filming these clips, aint no cut, it's just action
My foot on the pedal, when them blue lights be flashing
I could hear streets talking, telling me to spazz
Opposition keep calling, so we on they ass
Right on that ruger, they like laser tag
Her head is amazing, so I bought her knee pads
Back in my bag, spazzing on verses
Maybach a rental, FN close his curtains
Free gun on my side, it aint no need to purchase
Shoot til it's empty, drako out of service
Streets is gone talk, when you live from the trenches
Glock getting jealous when it don't get attention
Show me my point, and don't do the sneak dissing
FN come in handy, it end your existance
Yeah, step on them grams, them extras
They nodding off, that's pressure
Fuck from the back, she feel special
Yeah, yeah, murder for hire, stretch him
Step on them grams, invest em'
He joined the gang, we blessed him

We toting 30's wherever
We serving grams wherever
You aint with the shooters
Don't beef on computers
Cause you can get wacked wherever
We doing drills togehter
Put you on a shirt whenever
I was just broke, and I crawled through them trenches
Had thoughts like I gotta do better
Cause if you knew better, then you would do better
Cause you can do better
My heart in the trenches, my dog in them fences
I sent him a letter
If you knew better, then you would do better
Cause you can do better
Glock with extension, these bullets like rain
Better grab an umbrella

Smoke damn near got life nigga
Not for money, not for murder
Not for robbery, they put his ass on ice nigga
I ain't fumbling, I aint going back to nothing
I put that shit on my life nigga
I aint running, I can't wait for you to come
So I send your ass to Christ nigga
If you owe me, pay me mines nigga
I aint gone holla or talk, and let you read in between no lines nigga
Bitch, I'll pay a shooter, to just come on through
And just shut off your lights nigga
Wrist should be broke or at least in a slink
From whipping all this white nigga
I would be rich if I just got a cent for every nigga I don't like nigga
Mr.Policeman, stop following me, it aint gone turn out right nigga
I'm not gone stop and get caught so the police can read me my rights nigga
On top of that, I am not tryna end up just like Tamir Rice nigga
No, not tonight nigga
Watch these niggas, cause they'll sing on me
Acapella everything on me
I had a long day at work in these streets
Call my girl, and see she do that thing for me
And I'm gone respond to Chill Will
Cause he probably got a new machine for me
Cause I swear to God, I'ma live til I'm 80
You niggas nothing I aint seen homie

We toting 30's wherever
We serving grams wherever
You aint with the shooters
Don't beef on computers
Cause you can get wacked wherever
We doing drills togehter
Put you on a shirt whenever
I was just broke, and I crawled through them trenches
Had thoughts like I gotta do better
Cause if you knew better, then you would do better
Cause you can do better
My heart in the trenches, my dog in them fences
I sent him a letter
If you knew better, then you would do better
Cause you can do better
Glock with extension, these bullets like rain
Better grab an umbrella