What would you do Lyrics

Wherever you at shoot for the starts

Don't drown yourself in the bars

Don't let anybody tell you how to act

And fuck the niggas trying to hold you back

This is now fuck the past

Memories fade and pain lasts

What would you do if you really could

This your story so make it good

What's it like when you know what to do

Come with me and I'll walk you through

If you gonna do it you gotta prove it

If you gonna prove it you gotta do it

Take away all self-doubt

Tell everybody what the fuck you're about

Next best rapper gonna be you

Not just a dream cause it's coming true

From shady paths to rocky roads

To being calm right before you explode

Don't forget all the star gazing

And the number one song that sounds amazing

I'm the number one nigga up in this place

With the number three finger up in your face

Stepping into the spotlight

And killing everything when I'm on the mic

I already said this in the past

But I'm not afraid to bust my ass

I'm making a real run at ruling this rap

And I'm on my third muthafucking lap

If you can't do more be proud of one

If you wanted a daughter still love your son

Don't let anything change you

And keep doing what you need to do

I really don't have to stay on script

But I manifested all this shit

Everyday behind my eyes

I slowly started to realize

That I was the man and I was the one

That all my destiny was coming from

Like a fan spinning on the ceiling

You might get a little dizzy feeling

My song here is meant to inspire

Help you focus on your desire

Man or woman adult or child

Being reserved or acting wild

If you have fire in your chest

Let it out or you'll never rest

That's the advice to leave or take

But take it now so you won't be late

Wherever you at shoot for the starts

Don't drown yourself in the bars

Don't let anybody tell you how to act

And fuck the niggas trying to hold you back

This is now fuck the past

Memories fade and pain lasts

What would you do if you really could

This your story so make it good

Make it good is what I'm gonna do

You fucking on me I'm fucking back on you

All of the shit you believe

Sounds like magic keep it up your sleeve

First of all the muthafucker that died

Was born from a virgin so how's he alive

That don't make any sense at all

But I'm always hearing that shit from ya'll

Mare was twelve and Jo was fifty

And you telling me he didn't mess with that kitty

He was trying to make her his hen

If not why he marry her then

The bottom line is was accepted

And the bible's true till I read it

Full of shit and a lot of lies

And alot of ya'll already realize

But you scared to say it you scared to change

All of the shit pumped in your brain

Now you're thinking let's keep it going

Pregnant at twelve raped or hoeing

All of this shit allowed by your faith

Is now protected by the eighth

Amendment is something that we use

To keep freedoms we don't want to lose

Religion has a lot of versions

I just can't believe in no pregnant virgin

Now further in the story

We got the fucking dumb category

His mom's here but his dad's in the sky

Let him be born just to die

After he's dead he brings him back

What the fuck kinda logic is that

So use the power just to flex

Aight who we got coming back next

Fuck you mean nobody else

Shoulda kept that bullshit to yourself

But at least we got these big ass churches

And at least you gave me dope ass verses

And we're supposed to follow a book

Written by man, man play the hook

Wherever you at shoot for the starts

Don't drown yourself in the bars

Don't let anybody tell you how to act

And fuck the niggas trying to hold you back

This is now fuck the past

Memories fade and pain lasts

What would you do if you really could

This your story so make it good