Do Sum (feat. CK Yang & Stumpy)

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Dame Dooty

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Let me lock the f*ck in
When you say you're gon' do some', you better go do it
You talking 'bout that money so you better go and move it
You all in my business and you hoping I screw it
You weird for that
They gon' say it's delusional, don't even fucking try it
Don't tell them that you workin' cause they ain't gonna fucking buy it
Just keep your head down, just stay on your grind
Work on yourself and get inside the right mind
It's only impossible until it's done
They sayin' that you average, sayin' you not the one
Gotta look for a job so he proud of his son
From nine in the morning, man, that shit don't sound fun
It ain't about fun, it's about getting it done
I wanna be steppin', boy, I really give none
You need something safe, you need to make money
Nah, see, this is where they get it twisted though,
I gotta make money, but I work for myself
Now I'm making all that guala, so I'm spreading the wealth
Gotta go to the store and buy it all off the shelf
Now I'm sliding in that foreign that I bought for myself
When you say you gon' do some', you better go do it
You talkin' about that money, so you better go and move it
You all in my business and you hoping I screw it
You weird for that
I work for that and they ain't never gon' stop me
She lookin' at my ice like, please, baby, cop me
I said, pull up, but only if you gon' top me
They call me limitless, like that dude named Rocky
I'm goin' dumb when I'm cookin' in the stu'
Look at this money, you a lame, who is you
Blowin' up Sherm, like a down ass foo
Casamigos for the whole entire crew
A hundred thousand and ones, I'm getting funds
Sweet lil' shawty got honey up on her buns
Honey on her buns and you know that we smack that
Lookin' at that bitch, ain't nothin' new, you know I tapped that
She tellin' people she know me, you know she capped that
I told her, go and pick it up, bring the racks back
Racks in the back of my pack, I got a fat stack
Tryin' to be humble 'bout this, so let me backtrack
Back, back, back to the basics before I made it
Focused on my purpose, stopped getting intoxicated
Pink and yellow diamonds, my chain is lemonade
Speedin' in the stu', my work is minute made
My bars, they go insane, my car's a Ford Escape
Almost didn't hop on this track, was bout to flake
What the f*ck did he just say
Did he disrespect me right in front of my face
If we ever drop this song, then we slidin' in that Wraith
I ain't talkin' to you 'less your name sound like fuckin' Benny Frank
I'm climbin' up the ladder, yeah, I'm fuckin' goin' up in rank
You see these stripes stackin' on my back, you think it's fuckin' dank
I'm tearin' up the city, cause I'm movin' like a fuckin' tank
When you say you gon' do some', you better go do it
You talkin' bout that money, so you better go and move it
You all in my business, and you hopin' I screw it
You weird for that

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