Do This Thing

[Chorus:]
People always tell me I won't make it
With this music thing
But I know how it goes
So give me the microphone
Let me do this thing.

People always tell me I won't make it
With this music thing
I told 'em "I know how it goes
So give me the microphone
Let me do this thing".

[Verse 1:]
Look
They all wanna come into my life
They don't even know what's right
People get to know me through the flowing, gotta check with anybody with a problem
No one even know the hype, but.

That's alright
They gon hear me one night
Now they all about it cause they went and bought my album
And thinking they know the outcome
So they putting up a fight.

But they don't give a fuck what I write
All that matters is I'm gonna be famous
Feel like a part of the A-List
They miss me cause I'm destined for greatness.

Basic people wanna cross me
Don't you ever make a move, I'm the boss here
And all these fake people wanna toss me
But I'm a little more than confident it's our year.

I told you I was running shit
I was onto to this
They been doubting
But that ain't my problem, bitch.

Now you walking quick
Go with caution if
You're certain with yourself
And wanna face the consequence.

I been off the edge
Snapping on em since
I was only twelve
And I brought the pen.

To the paper and
Start to share my gift
They waiting for the moment
That I share the hate within.

But that's all cool
Kinda saw it coming cause it's that's not new
What I deal with, they don't got no clue
I get hella frustrated when my plans fall through.

Imma drive my own lane
Hide the no-names
Fuck the cocaine
I'm lit like propane.

But this the one thing
I'm controlling
This is album II
Welcome to my domain.

[Pre-Chorus/Bridge:]
This music got me lifted, I've been gifted
I don't care what anybody said
It's so cold, got you sniffing
Pretty soon I'll have you wishing for a body bag.

I promise I'm not tripping
Rocking crowds, I got em listening from the front to back
I've been in this position
That first album came and went but now I'm coming back.

[Chorus:]
People always tell me I won't make it
With this music thing
But I know how it goes
So give me the microphone
Let me do this thing.

People always tell me I won't make it
With this music thing
I told 'em "I know how it goes
So give me the microphone
Let me do this thing".

[Verse 2:]
Man, I'm not done
Imma go on
Don't be hating on me
Cause I do what I want.

I think I won
You came out wrong
These people looking at me
Witnessing the onslaught
Whoo!

So come on through
They are an example of what not to do
They're the kind of people that the cops can shoot
And man, I'm real with it no matter who I'm talking to.

Remember that one time I posted online?
Got em going crazy off no more than one line
I was on time, I'm on the deadline
Dropped a REAL record, I'll admit it was fun times.

But that was a warm-up, and now I give more fucks
Put my head down till my room is a tour bus
Cause back at the old place, I wish I had more stuff
I had to learn it when we had no one to record us.

A bit of a struggle goes a hell of a long way
But no one looking at me, asking ‘why the long face?'
I've been on pace, stocked the flow base
You can take my music once a day like Flonase.

Don't forget your dosage
I forget I wrote this
Wanna travel round the world
Like I was shipped with postage.

But now I'm floating
Across the ocean
Hop on a stage
Then I rip it open.

Hope they don't forget me
When I do this thing
Seeing more face
Cause I grew this base.

That's a life goal
To have when I'm old
It's been getting kind of tricky
But I knew that when.

I started making music
It made me feel
100x better
I'm invincible.

I made the decision
To do this till
The day I die
Always keeping it REAL.

[Pre-Chorus/Bridge:]
This music got me lifted, I've been gifted
I don't care what anybody said
It's so cold, got you sniffing
Pretty soon I'll have you wishing for a body bag.

I promise I'm not tripping
Rocking crowds, I got em listening from the front to back
I've been in this position
That first album came and went but now I'm coming back.

[Chorus:]
People always tell me I won't make it
With this music thing
But I know how it goes
So give me the microphone
Let me do this thing.

People always tell me I won't make it
With this music thing
I told 'em "I know how it goes
So give me the microphone
Let me do this thing".