We Do It

[Verse 1] Another late night in the stu, Adam's dozin off Focus dawg, or we got beef, no stroganoff Oh you sleepin, don't mind me tryna impose & all I'm just tryna make music for the people that's f*ckin raw Oh migod I'm tired of all these bogus artists Overall they music nice but they so retarded I'm tryna do better and still make cheddar, oh & Remind me to make a track for the hoes to keep em soakin aw I'm foolin, you know me, I'm coolin Don't hear nothin but music, money talks I'm fluent It's callin, you stallin, come son quit strokin off This is serious man, I'm not jokin all You need to do is press a button, I did it for 3 years It takes you three years to press it, you don't really need to be here But you know why I need you around, you know the sound So when me & you together it's goin down Show em howww [Hook] We do it [Verse 2] It's ironic I wrote this & you ain't here bro You don't even sleep in the stu, I'm just bein a weirdo I stretch the truth in my rhymes a couple times But I'm the only one who can say what goes on in my life I promise it's reaal life in all of my songs But I gotta add a little to make em a little longer So don't call me out, homie just play along Cause as far as they know, all this is really goin on (Cause they're just consumers, they believe in rumors) They prolly believe my roommate really is a shooter Stupid goobers, pooper scoopers, super losers Our teacher was a cougar [Aye you really shoulda smashed that night you saw her at the club] Back to the fact of the matter, rap is a passionate rather Ravishing act if you gather that with attack you get battle So I shoot for the stars move em bars ADAAAAAM you know what to do Nigga. Stop recording. Shit [Hook]