Doin' the Most
I know I am not perfect (not perfect) or even close (or even close)
I be trying to chill but still be doin' the most (doin' the most)
I got you bitches up against the ropes
You was funny as fuck on I-G, nigga now where the jokes?
I never went to coke to cope (Nah)
My nose always been clean (Always been clean)
But I aint gone lie I pop them percs and vikadins (Woahhh)
Sip a lil lean, when I'm chillin with the team (Sip)
You want to throw hands? I throw hooks like Kareem
Play with somebody else, you way out your league
I'm wearing niggas down leavin' niggas fatigued
I been on my grind, on a steep incline
My whole mood lately been nigga step aside
Last night I almost took a niggas life
I was clutchin' the nine (Baow!)
Good thing I had my homie by my side (Aye, aye, what?)
I get ignorant, cause a nigga far from perfect (Woah)
See I'm sinnin' again, found out the shit really wasn't really worth it
I done took a couple Ls (couple Ls) I got court papers in the mail (in the mail)
My uncle came and post my bail (my bail)
I'm lucky as fuck not to be in jail (woo!)
I know I am not perfect or even close
I be trying to chill but still be doin the most
I got you bitches up against the ropes
You was funny as fuck on I-G, nigga now where the jokes?
I done burned a lot of bridges, but a nigga know how to swim (yup)
I done stumped a nigga out in my black size fourteen timbalands (yup)
If I had to do it over, I'd do it again (yup)
You better watch out who you call
your friends
Niggas tried to j me, they ain't had no hands (no hands)
I pulled out the strap and them niggas rannn ayy (pop, pop) Aye!
I don't give fuck as y'all can see
If niggas want smoke it's always free
I escalate shit to the third degree
Fuck my lo, here go my addy
Had yo bm callin' me daddy
Say I make her so damn hot Miami (Miami)
Took her back up north Cincinnati (Cincinnati)
Woahhh! huh? (haaa?)
My life is spinnin', I'm out of control
I'm runnin' through red lights, ain't payin' no tolls
On Sunday and Monday I fuck with da hoes (hoe)
You pussy ass niggas can't fuck wit my flow (no)
Runnin through the six and I'm wit my woes (Six!)
If I catch niggas lackin' I'm wipin' ya nose
Jay Got Juice, imma stay ten toessss wooo! (Ayy)
I know I am not perfect or even close (or even close)
I be trying to chill but still be doin' the most
I got you bitches up against the ropes
You was funny as fuck on IG, nigga now where the jokes?
I be trying to chill but still be doin' the most (doin' the most)
I got you bitches up against the ropes
You was funny as fuck on I-G, nigga now where the jokes?
I never went to coke to cope (Nah)
My nose always been clean (Always been clean)
But I aint gone lie I pop them percs and vikadins (Woahhh)
Sip a lil lean, when I'm chillin with the team (Sip)
You want to throw hands? I throw hooks like Kareem
Play with somebody else, you way out your league
I'm wearing niggas down leavin' niggas fatigued
I been on my grind, on a steep incline
My whole mood lately been nigga step aside
Last night I almost took a niggas life
I was clutchin' the nine (Baow!)
Good thing I had my homie by my side (Aye, aye, what?)
I get ignorant, cause a nigga far from perfect (Woah)
See I'm sinnin' again, found out the shit really wasn't really worth it
I done took a couple Ls (couple Ls) I got court papers in the mail (in the mail)
My uncle came and post my bail (my bail)
I'm lucky as fuck not to be in jail (woo!)
I know I am not perfect or even close
I be trying to chill but still be doin the most
I got you bitches up against the ropes
You was funny as fuck on I-G, nigga now where the jokes?
I done burned a lot of bridges, but a nigga know how to swim (yup)
I done stumped a nigga out in my black size fourteen timbalands (yup)
If I had to do it over, I'd do it again (yup)
You better watch out who you call
your friends
Niggas tried to j me, they ain't had no hands (no hands)
I pulled out the strap and them niggas rannn ayy (pop, pop) Aye!
I don't give fuck as y'all can see
If niggas want smoke it's always free
I escalate shit to the third degree
Fuck my lo, here go my addy
Had yo bm callin' me daddy
Say I make her so damn hot Miami (Miami)
Took her back up north Cincinnati (Cincinnati)
Woahhh! huh? (haaa?)
My life is spinnin', I'm out of control
I'm runnin' through red lights, ain't payin' no tolls
On Sunday and Monday I fuck with da hoes (hoe)
You pussy ass niggas can't fuck wit my flow (no)
Runnin through the six and I'm wit my woes (Six!)
If I catch niggas lackin' I'm wipin' ya nose
Jay Got Juice, imma stay ten toessss wooo! (Ayy)
I know I am not perfect or even close (or even close)
I be trying to chill but still be doin' the most
I got you bitches up against the ropes
You was funny as fuck on IG, nigga now where the jokes?
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Writer(s): Jason Kaiser
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