What I Did

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B. Russ

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Holding my soul never sold mine, I done tapped into a goldmine
Gimee my credit no cosign, It ain't a nigga you gon' find
Spitting this real, I'm gripping the wheel, Signal a turn, live and I learn
Taking a shot and it burn, Only concerned with what I do and I earn
Richmond the city I'm from, burb and the slums, Guns be murdering sons
Daughters are dying and all of 'em young, The have-nots be wanting them crumbs
Brain was numb from Bourbon and Rum, Bourbon and Rum had me faded
Now it's on 'cause I done put myself on, nigga I made it
What you want? Who you be? Rep it hard, from the V
ATL, second home, I'm in love with what I see
F*ck yo club I'm VIP, pull yo card, see ID
Real life, this ain't IG, Keep it real then I'm me
They gon' always find a reason, to hate me through these seasons
I been plotting I been scheming, To do this while I'm breathing
They gon' always have opinions, They gon' always wanna say
Every time I make a play, Same shit different day
It ain't that deep, Just let me live
Yo shit a reach, That's what it is aye
Do what I preach, and handle biz
Ain't what you think, It's what I did aye
It's what I did, It's what I did
It's what I did, It's what I did aye
Do what I preach, and handle biz
Ain't what you think, It's what I did aye
This is the reason, I said it's my season, I'm running and running and running and
Wheezing, nobody believing, so now I'm gunning and gunning and
Leaving, some niggas be thieving, I ain't fucking with none of them none of them
Breathing, trying to fight all my demons, at war with myself and the government
Summer is ending they want me to fall, Seeing that money I'm trying to ball
School of thought, I'm roaming the hall, People in power controlling us all
Robbing Peter paying Paul, debt to my neck I'm just keeping it real
Harriet Tubman, I sneak in the field, Do what I can for the people and build
Want me to chill? I'm like "Oh No!', I got this shit for the low low
Throwing it out like a yo-yo, better get this on yo GoPro
Came in this world with a flame, they want me to let it go, no
Y'all gon' remember my name, B. Russ, B. Russ, now you know
They gon' always find a reason, to hate me through these seasons
I been plotting I been scheming, to do this while I'm breathing
They gon always have opinions, they gon always wanna say
Every time I make a play, Same shit different day
It ain't that deep, Just let me live
Yo shit a reach, That's what it is aye
Do what I preach, and handle biz
Ain't what you think, It's what I did aye
It's what I did, It's what I did
It's what I did, It's what I did aye
Do what I preach, and handle biz
Ain't what you think, It's what I did aye

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