Lyrics

Chorus I do the shit that I'm supposed to All of the things that I go through I need the money that's boku Faker than fuck we expose you Roll through we don't even know you (4x) I do the shit that I'm supposed to All of the things that I go through I need the money that's boku Faker than fuck we expose Roll through we don't even know you (4x) Verse 1 Rap game Sam Cassel Cause my head fucked up, but I handle it well Glenn Robinson, that's how I feel Shuttlesworth, but I'll never sign a deal Trying to do it like Chance did Trying to strong arm the game like Lance did And my children got children, these rappers my grandkids And I dont give a fuck if you my grandson Still bring it straight to your face like Lancome Got it locked like Weezy with a handgun Never been pretty but my moms think I'm handsome Everybody know my name I'm Ted Danson Yet I'm still so bored to death And my life was all I could afford to bet At the slot machine with a quarter left With a quarter left Chorus I do the shit that I'm supposed to All of the things that I go through I need the money that's boku Faker than fuck we expose you Roll through we don't even know you (4x) Verse 2 Shit changed, trying to move from the bus to the range Tryin to Bust out this cage, sharpen my aim like busting a gauge Fuck turning the page, we burning the book Everyone shook Too many cooks in the kitchen Now Quit all your bitching, don't fuck with my vision Yeah I'm on a mission I Said that from day one, dog play your position I am the one that they call, I am the one that they need I am the one that they trust, I am the one they believe I am the franchise, Homie I am the team I put my foot on their neck, you gotta ask me permission to breathe Chorus I do the shit that I'm supposed to All of the things that I go through I need the money that's boku Faker than fuck we expose you Roll through we don't even know you (4x) Verse 3 (Bodega Bamz) I only rap cause I'm nice, I only rap cause I'm nice I came up in that coke game, who came up with that price Broke nigga, don't even know you Broke niggas love to be vocal Broke niggas love to be social Broke nigga you just local Only still rap cause a nigga still nice with it I done stayed out of town got the white Got a bag from showtime This whole time, this hoe wanna blow mine I'm the man on my own, Balling like I'm Kyrie Dirk Nowitzki for the three, only smoking OG