I'ma Do Me

Load it

I could blow yo spot up
Nah, Ima do me
Amsterdam and tree
Not just why you texting me
Good luck knowing he lie
I mean that honestly
Meanwhile you wild'n
Ima do me

One day it's just wyd (wyd)
Two weeks go by and we don't even speak (for two weeks)
Three months when truth taught me who was really weak (now it shows)
It was four before I found how deep you
Dug below the floor (close to 7 feet)
More I thought I had five on it, (five on it)
The less you were sure
You turned ten by ten into a ton of manure (you never kept it a 100)
I had no reason to judge or get defensive at all (none)
But I'm not the one defending the defendant in court
My Lord

Ball was all in your court
When I used to wait for you
I used to pray for you
Hope it's not a sin to say that now I don't
I'm a single Saint just tryna say that now I won't
Put up with dishonesty and any manipulation knowing

I could blow yo spot up
Nah, Ima-do-me
Hennessey and tree
Not just why you calling me
Hate that all you did was lie
I mean that honestly
Meanwhile he's childish
Ima do me

Calm thoughts before storming any front (stay calm)
And that's all you seem to do so only
I could catch the brunt (I'm not dumb)
I had to rise from the ashes of your lack of being blunt
Just so I could watch a stunted stuntman who can't stunt? (Nah)
See I ain't with that
Told you on the phone that he been wack (I told you)
Asked you how it is, told me a 6, with no six pack (how sad)
Asked me how are things, I just said I want my shit back
He called me sounding like he was your bitch
What is with that? (What is with that?)

Ball was all in your court
When I used to wait for you
I used to pray for you
Hope it's not a sin to say that now I don't
I'm a single Saint just tryna say that now I won't
Put up with dishonesty and any manipulation knowing

I could blow yo spot up
Nah, Ima do me
Amsterdam and tree
Not just why you texting me
Good luck knowing he lie
I mean that honestly
Meanwhile you wild'n
Ima do me

I could blow yo spot up
Nah, Ima do me
Hennessey and tree
Not just why you calling me
Hate that all you did was lie
I mean that honestly
Meanwhile he's childish
Ima do me

I could blow yo spot up
Nah, Ima-do-me
Hennessey and tree
Not just why you calling me
Hate that all you did was lie
I mean that honestly
Meanwhile he's childish
Ima do me



Credits
Writer(s): Virginio Nieves Jr.
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