I Do This

[Intro] On some real shit Nigga I do this shit [Verse 1] I've been in the cage, and still was not afraid Take a look at the gangster daddy didn’t raise Young and a renegade, you a young nickel shay You can't keep a bitch even with the dumbest brain I've been through so much pain, going against the grain Knowin’ this trick is made for leavin' a nigga sprayed Uncle was runnin' thangs, that's why I joined the gang I got fame to make my partners do the same You may not know about me, police be talkin' about me Drama be all around me while this dark cloud surround me [?] levels are rough, niggas who never do trust, pick up the metal and bust, fightin' is never enough Holdin' the cane in my cuff, stashin' my heat in the tuck, you tryin’ clap and I’m right back with hammers and [?] Sippin' in the back ’a the truck, tryin' to survive the month Stealin' diapers, formula, and boxes of blunts [Chorus x2] If you ever live just like this, then you know that I do this shit, nigga I do this shit I came up but I'm still in this, I guess that means that I do this shit, nigga I do this shit [Verse 2] I went from bein’ the asshole of the classroom to washin' up in the McDonald's bathroom At this point in my life I felt past doom, I'm a single parent daughter gotta have food Her first birthday, all I could do was, walk to the Taco Bell and split a Chalupa A dollar to my name didn't even have the change for tax the cashier gave thanks for that I used to literally tell [?] I love her and secretly wish that I was dead, like her mother No one to run to my life went under Shotguns bust at me twice this summer Got locked up couldn't depend on my mother No letters or visits, a mil from my gunnas Baby mom she didn't even know I said I love her Thanksgiving in prison while she fucking another [Chorus x2] If you ever live just like this, then you know that I do this shit, nigga I do this shit I came up but I'm still in this, I guess that means that I do this shit, nigga I do this shit [Verse 3] I'm back at, won't back down, I clap crowds Imagine livin' life with smokers in the background I gotta felony all I can do is rap now P.O. tryin' to force me to put the gat down Violations drop dirty days thirty and the county for one more time of this ya heard me? Hey Mr. Washburn, jail don't scare me You know how many niggas outside wanna hurt me I'm wit the turf bleed, I can make the Earth freeze I plot pressure and fold em like a nursery's I got more seeds, two baby mommas and they both livin' with me I'm supposed to get cheese, I see these rich kids ridin' in they Bentley's, I've snatched out the bucket that dips they wanna frisk me, now I got no wip, sleepin' in Denny's Picture for pennies until the law come back to get me [Chorus x2] If you ever live just like this, then you know that I do this shit, nigga I do this shit I came up but I'm still in this, I guess that means that I do this shit, nigga I do this shit [Outro] Now that's an honest record for yo ass, nigga I ain't always had cash nigga Niggas was hustlin' was grindin', broke as fuck But I do this shit