Doing Me

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I know, it kinda hard sometimes

We all looking for some kind of outlet to plug into, butFrom the corners of the street, in every hood and every ghetto

I'm the proof of what could be, if you try

All the haters wanna see a nigga's life in misery

But I'ma keep on doing me 'til I dieHandcuffed by the wrist and tied at the feet

So stressed, wish that I could die in my sleep

And Lord knows, through his grace I done tried it with peace

But it's like niggas ain't happy 'til they finally deceasedFeel the grief of a street, nigga that turned to rap

And just applied everything that he learned from crack

I'm in now, it's life, ain't no turnin' back

It been fair so what kinda concern's for thatPeep the signs with the eyes 'cause they tell it all

One of the few in the streets that was sellin' it raw

Made mistakes, but it made me intelligent more

And how I move, you could still look and tell I was poorHow can I hate from the next man stop my flow

That's like another pimp thinkin' he can knock my hoe

I'm here now, just tryin' to cop and blow

Couple of cars and lot's of doeFrom the corners of the street, in every hood and every ghetto

I'm the proof of what could be, if you try

All the haters wanna see a nigga's life in misery

But I'ma keep on doing me 'til I dieOne by one, seen 'em rise, seen 'em fall

You seen one nigga ball, you done seen 'em all

Even stand up niggas seen 'em lean and crawl

What makes a man wanna fiend for more?Life itself is more than a trial or a quest

Intelligent wise, it's like I done ran with the best

And very rarely, you can catch me casually dressed

I'm more relaxed in a hat and some sweatsDoing me, been amongst some of the street's most strongest men

Around for months then they gone again

Incarcerated, penalized for the love of they acts

Criminals, cold-hearted, now what's fucking wit that?Where we at? Hit inside of a life that's rarely exposed

Spoken in codes for the killers that daily a dose

Get yours, hit a quota then get indoors

Get legit then get them storesFrom the corners of the street, in every hood and every ghetto

I'm the proof of what could be, if you try

All the haters wanna see, a nigga's life in misery

But I'ma keep on doing me, 'til I dieSo now it's on y'all, could see, I've figured it out

Only if you can never say that they been in my house

And caroused at my wall color, blend with my couch

I'm as low as you can go in the southWhen it's too deep, it's hard for the mind to relate

Some say I'm too street and way too involved with the snakes

What make a man bigger than life, I'm twice his age

Understand I'm a sinner but I'm nice some waysKnee-deep in what I speak 'cause I spit the truth

I become angelic when I sit in the booth

Just a thought's all the ill shit that lurk in the streets

How can another real nigga wanna work with policeBad enough we got thiefs and the beef is rough

I took a oath just to smoke, eat, sleep and fuck

Knowledge of self, I'ma do this regardless of wealth

Regardless of how the deck and the cards get dealthFrom the corners of the street, in every hood and every ghetto

I'm the proof of what could be, if you try

All the haters wanna see a nigga's life in misery

But I'ma keep on doing me, 'til I die