I’m Doin Me
Ayy, ayy
Be a lil' different and shit
Uh, ayy, ayy
I like this shit
Look, uh, ayy
I'm doin' me, what can you say to me?
They wasn't my friends, I knew they hated me
L after L, I need somebody to pray for me
N- gon' try, so I ain't gon' make no peace
And I know they all might leave, but I might just pop this piece
I know they envy me 'cause I get more love and cheese
I couldn't get on my feet, and you wasn't by my reach
-, stop tryin' me, your name gon' have RIP
- be fake and you gon' learn
Lately, - been on my nerves
- want beef, so we gon' lurk
Your n- want beef, you should probably make sure
-, stop lyin', who the - you murked?
I don't give a f- all your blood on my shirt
I don't forget, I'll have my turn
I was so real, how you n- gon' turn?
Mad about what? I opened the door
Mad about money, I would've bought you a Porsche
I put you on stage, I took you on tour
I was tryna help and I was poor
Been through a lot that I don't care
You say you want beef, well, don't get scared
F- with me, how you n- gon' dare?
My biggest mistake, I was tryna share
I'm doin' me, what can you say to me?
They wasn't my friends, I knew they hated me
L after L, I need somebody to pray for me
N- gon' try, so I ain't gon' make no peace
And I know they all might leave, but I might just pop this piece
I know they envy me 'cause I get more love and cheese
I couldn't get on my feet, and you wasn't by my reach
-, stop tryin' me, your name gon' have RIP
Be a lil' different and shit
Ayy, ayy
Look
Be a lil' different and shit
Uh, ayy, ayy
I like this shit
Look, uh, ayy
I'm doin' me, what can you say to me?
They wasn't my friends, I knew they hated me
L after L, I need somebody to pray for me
N- gon' try, so I ain't gon' make no peace
And I know they all might leave, but I might just pop this piece
I know they envy me 'cause I get more love and cheese
I couldn't get on my feet, and you wasn't by my reach
-, stop tryin' me, your name gon' have RIP
- be fake and you gon' learn
Lately, - been on my nerves
- want beef, so we gon' lurk
Your n- want beef, you should probably make sure
-, stop lyin', who the - you murked?
I don't give a f- all your blood on my shirt
I don't forget, I'll have my turn
I was so real, how you n- gon' turn?
Mad about what? I opened the door
Mad about money, I would've bought you a Porsche
I put you on stage, I took you on tour
I was tryna help and I was poor
Been through a lot that I don't care
You say you want beef, well, don't get scared
F- with me, how you n- gon' dare?
My biggest mistake, I was tryna share
I'm doin' me, what can you say to me?
They wasn't my friends, I knew they hated me
L after L, I need somebody to pray for me
N- gon' try, so I ain't gon' make no peace
And I know they all might leave, but I might just pop this piece
I know they envy me 'cause I get more love and cheese
I couldn't get on my feet, and you wasn't by my reach
-, stop tryin' me, your name gon' have RIP
Be a lil' different and shit
Ayy, ayy
Look
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Writer(s): Jaime Brugada Valdez
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