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What I Do It For (Ft. Zac Jones)

damn

said i can taste if it’s sugar coated

blunt laced cause my woman rolled it, i’m just playin, we ain’t even smokin

another rollie prolly kill me slowly

spread love

fuck the police

and keep it goin (ay)

the winter ain’t as cold as i used to think

no we don’t drink what we used to drink

thank god

bumpin asap

still watchin bay watch

thinkin bout what’s under that tank top

oooo

thinkin, pause...

this shit to smooth to be not droppin them jaws

still i don’t trust the applause (no)

i tell my dog give me paws

he do that shit easily bruh

i’m feelin better when that stereo bump

rah tah times with my beer in the trunk

said this appear and we stunt

ay yo i do what i does homie does what i want

and from the night until the sun comes up

we in the cut

why they moths in my room and

turnin heads with that new shit

tell em that i’m comin if they clueless

i’m boujee

cooking blue fish

doin shows up in massachusetts

the last laugh just got muted

my mama cookin somethin while i’m cookin somethin else

good food and music homie whatchu about

don’t belong in this crowd

rather be runnin wild

showing love like it ain’t out of style

in so cal

better slow down

she hit me on that low low

asking me to go somewhere but i don’t wanna go tho

i’d prolly have a better time sittin on my lonesome

fueled at the renaissance

tryna be on posters

listen all the business got me feelin sentimental

rubbin all my mental

over homies instamentals

and the people only evil

but i love em anyway

liften Ls like heavy weight

rob fel set the record straight

oh fel set the record straight

young fel set the record straight

rob fel set the record straight

yo rob fel set the record straight (times 3)

yo set it straight bro

set it

lyrically i’ll bash your face in

what the fuck you chasin fame

what the what the what the fuck you chasin fame

earase your name

this shit stays the same

get aches and pains

all over your body

kill luminati

blows do ya

like a 12 gate shawty

fuck 12

straight hotties

and they ain’t enough

life is hard and the pain is rough

until your gain enough

they say i ...

that’s dangerous

so mother fuckers don’t usually play with us

don’t play with us

nigga we ain’t jokin witcha

you get cut like a motion picture

baby i could move slow motion witcha

sipping on some potions til ya uh, flow like the ocean did

can’t rewind they find me in the grind

i tell fel set the record straight

fuck it

we hit the lean and kill it anyway

still swingin like the heavy weight

champs

hittin then Js

tryna get paid

fuck a minimum wage

is rather the stage

so i hit the marijuana

them i hop into the studio and turn it to a sauna

you know i’m on a different level electric

ask the chicks that i slept with

the niggas i flexed with

tell ya niggas i got next quick

i mix the beat with the flow like nesquik

this the best shit

shit get repped quick when i step into your section

dissect it

anything you throw in my direction

the hoes give me errections

but flows make em come quick

try to copy the style

you get your tongue split

i run shit

from kingston straight to junction

they jump into the function

and get it bumpin ya

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