Do What I Gotta Do

Ugh granny bed ridden

I just come home from prison

Her dopey daughter stealing from her

What happened money missing

Catch her in the act I'm going back

Reason why I'm here cause it's the atlas I prolled that

Health complications, genetics, family history of diabetes, diabetic

Blacks and latinos be the targets it's more

Story tellers in america than supermarkets

Raised by baboons a bunch

You wanna go chunking with me you

Betta pack a lunch

I ain't a spring chicken I'm not a new comer

Memory like a dopey neva lose a number

4 months behind on my payments

They lookin for my dodger

They don't know it's in my neighbour's garage

Ugh my finances ain't the best you can find me at winkler's or

Food for less

Homie my stomach rumblin ain't got no rent money

I had to do what I had to do

Ain't got to pop the pussy my baby momma trippin

I gotta do what I gotta do

Recession hit me hard they just repo my car

I had to do what I had to do

Tryna flip my work check and lost all that shit

I gotta do what I gotta do

Homie my struggle hard it ain't no disney story

Broken home that's why my nature naughty

Treacherous that's why it's effortless

For me to cook this blog and send this hoe bitch

God forgive me for the things I do not know

Got these bills stuffed up in this envelopes

How am goin pay em no predum

No where to borrow, no medeas

The bible says cash who cares upon me

But I shot this double up from my og

40 said last nice guys finish last

So am out here on the turf and am acting bad

Too much pride to sign up for that edt

Searchin they goin repo my bitch alton when they see

Me at the spot I'm makin it hot

Baby can you stay at your aunty house till everything cool off

Homie my stomach rumblin ain't got no rent money

I had to do what I had to do

Ain't got to pop the pussy my baby momma trippin

I gotta do what I gotta do

Recession hit me hard they just repo my car

I had to do what I had to do

Tryna flip my work check and lost all that shit

I gotta do what I gotta do

That hand fed you for years why would you bite it

This ain't new it was written but who writes it

Can you blame him he homeless all he got is his mouthpiece

Sammy c pullin got otha niggas d6

But we ain't got shit to lose

Cause we ain't show up to lose

To fit in these shoes is hard to size up

Sucka disrespect my homie grab his hammercock it back

Shit I gotta do what I gotta do

The struggle keeps us mobbin

Tried to get a job in

Pulled the background photo that keep my charges in

What the fuck I'm posed to be expunged

That's why a nigga will sell everything but his guns

And his ammo hoodie and some camo

Hunt ya ass like rambo with his ribs touchin

I might not own that property and that new car

But this game is forever like carmelot

Homie my stomach rumblin ain't got no rent money

I had to do what I had to do

Ain't got to pop the pussy my baby momma trippin

I gotta do what I gotta do

Recession hit me hard they just repo my car

I had to do what I had to do

Tryna flip my work check and lost all that shit

I gotta do what I gotta do