What It Do Lyrics

I been going up my stock been smoking sativa

Need to find me some new haters all my old ones believers

Need to figure this shit out cause all our leaders mislead us

My friend you better guard your spirit play that defense like Revis

What it do boy

You ain't about to fit these shoes boy

Tell me you ain't heard the news

Why they tryna change the rules boy

Talking riri I'm a rude boy

Getting views remember chilling on the first floor

Go to war til we end up on the first tour

Run these laps til we riding in that new foreign

Pray for my people see the children they the most poor

Feel that fire burning man they bringing hell to Earth lord

Everybody telling me they got the answers

I just tell em I don't remember ever asking

I ain't tryna live like any of you bastards

Fuck a slave mighty owning all his masters

I'm here to talk some shit and leave you licking where I'm walking

Put that nail up to your head I'm the hammers here's the coffin

Like we playing left for dead, swear they're zombies way they walking

Man this beat is so retarding now I'm going Steven Hawking

Tell em this the second coming see em running clowns is loving it

Screaming fuck the law I lost my faith in all the governments

Moving underground I got my gophers they be tunneling

Eat at the foundation watch the whole thing come down crumbling

I been going up my stock been smoking sativa

Need to find me some new haters all my old ones believers

Need to figure this shit out cause all our leaders mislead us

My friend you better guard your spirit play that defense like Revis

What it do boy

You ain't about to fit these shoes boy

Tell me you ain't heard the news

Why they tryna change the rules boy

Talking riri I'm a rude boy

Getting views remember chilling on the first floor

What would I be doing if I wasn't doing music

Prolly in my grave getting rest I'd be snoozing

Paint my brains up on the wall cause I thought It'd be amusing

This world is really simple learn the rules and you'll be cooling

Get your mind right, stack a good amount of bread

Put your pride to the side leave the bitching for the dead

Put in double overtime then put in more when your ahead

When it's all said and done better do more than you said

Race coups photo shoots then get loot

Plant seeds I grow fruits keep your suits

Tall tales they claim truth with no proof

How is it that our own blood spill when we shoot

Man down man down ain't no paramedics

Pray that god on his side cause that's where he heading

Living like he playing dice hope he roll a seven

longer that I'm here the farther that I get from heaven

I been going up my stock been smoking sativa

Need to find me some new haters all my old ones believers

Need to figure this shit out cause all our leaders mislead us

My friend you better guard your spirit play that defense like Revis

What it do boy

You ain't about to fit these shoes boy

Tell me you ain't heard the news

Why they tryna change the rules boy

Talking riri I'm a rude boy

Getting views remember chilling on the first floor