Do It lyrics

[Its DJ Chris Cross]
Uhh Uhh
*lighter flick*
[We love you Perc]

I can't afford the f*ck up
I f*ck up with sh*t right now that sh*t might cost me
I don't wanna see my grandma cry and put the bills on my momma
I wonder if I ain't get rich would they go in their phone and still type my number
Family say I been trippin, I don’t want no rap friends I’m trying to get back cool with my grandma
I don't know this sh*t might turn out I keep my lawyer with a hundred
I got smoke with the city. I’m in traffic with a choppa that sound like

Do It 4x
Ahh 2x

I want to drive to heaven and give Zai a blunt but these demons sound like

Do it 4x
Ahh 2x

I don't know how many foxes I’m gonna keep falling out about my cash like

Do It 4x
Ahh 2x
A n*gga I really love wrote a statement, I cut him off like

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Ahh 2x

I said I wasn’t paying no more bonds but I went back on my word
I’m from a city where you say it, you stand on it
Where I’m from they’ll fill you up and still stand on it
That family sh*t ain’t nothing they’ll steal from you
I got a A+ in murder class I caught on

I don't get high at events that make the camp look weak
Only time I talk when I’m doing a feature or if I tell Lil Fox to spin for a week
n*gga, my city get wicked foreal they’ll leave your soul in a seat
You got zero leadership skills, how the f*ck you a OG?
I get high Zai cross my mind
Rose Gold Rollie keep me on time
Rich foreal, jet ride, big kind
Bro been in prison since I was 9
I put my all into this cup stressing got me line after line
And when LeLe call my phone, I see Quin every time
Two bad b*tches combined, Big Eddie been locked since I was 9
Free Fox it was kinda divided, Cam almost home we doing a dance
And I just called it how I see it
And I call it how I see it
He a real street n*gga tryna go corporate I tip my hat
If I drop my dot they coming for that I tilt, my hat and it’s still f*ck em
Ahh 2x

But it’s still f*ck em
But it’s still f*ck em
f*ck the other side it’s still f*ck em

Ahh Ahh 2x

And It’s still f*ck Em