Do what I Gotta Do

[Verse 1:] 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 [Chorus:] 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 [Verse 2:] 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 [Chorus] [Verse 3:] 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 [Chorus]