Doin My Thang

(Verse 1)
The trenches waiting on a nigga and it won’t be long
Went on a mission with lil dutt almost ain’t make it home
Pull up jump out clear the business tryna up the chrome
Any nigga cross me in my city know it’s gone be on
Seven shootouts in a week we trying to catch a body
We was cruising down they street and we ain’t see nobody
I’m with Dumb Way i’m with Glizzy we up in a hottie
Whatever happen on this mission we can’t tell nobody
Ridin down Tams make a right on Cristy Drive
Bust a left on Shay Street somebody bout to die
Death around the corner murder all in Glizzy eyes
Anybody outside nigga it’s a homicide
They been flunking JJ out make his momma cry
Nigga i ain’t squashing shit I don’t know why he tried
Wonder what’s going thru his head must’ve lost his mind
Catch him slipping crack him like a egg like it’s breakfast time

(Hook 1)
I been doin my thang the way I’m supposed to
If you go against that gang then we’ll smoke you
You better stay in your lane you’d want to
Them lil niggas got aim and they gone shoot (Blatt Blatt)
They got death around the corner murder in my mind
Crossing me boy you wouldn’t wanna I can’t let it slide
Nigga actin like he want it bitch we slangin’ iron
It’s time to take you niggas to the other side

(Verse 2)
If you diss me on a song better pick a casket
Cause my niggas pull up blasting we don’t do the rapping
I been outchea flipping packs just like acrobatics
Pull up nigga you know where I’m at burn em like some matches
They say the music that I’m making got the hood crying
Cause I’m talking money, murder, sex and slangin’ iron
Big chiefin’ in LA tryna catch a vibe
Somebody get this hoe up out my face tryna blow my high
Racks bustin’ out my pocket I need every dime
Somebody try take something from me I’m a lose my mind
I ain’t bagging down from nothing better up that iron
If they go against me bet I’m crashin’ out like number 9 (GANG!)
They got murder in the air death on the back street
What the fuck he said ……
It’s a track meet
When niggas speaking on my name that attract me
Catch him slippin hit him with that flame you know how that be

(Hook 2)
I been doin my thang the way I’m supposed to
If you go against that gang then we’ll smoke you
You better stay in your lane you’d want to
Them lil niggas got aim and they gone shoot (Blatt Blatt)
They got death around the corner murder in my mind
Crossing me boy you wouldn’t wanna I can’t let it slide
Nigga actin like he want it bitch we slangin’ iron
It’s time to take you niggas to the other side

(Verse 3)
[Sherwood Marty Talking]
Yea you know like I be trying to chill
But then at the same time I be like fuck it
I don’t want to chill ya heard me
So I’m a just do what the fuck I want do
When I want do it ya heard me
You know Sherwood shit horseshoe youngin’
Sherwood baby Brandywine baby
You know I run that bitch ya heard me

They got murder round the corner death up on my mind (death up on my mind)
I got blood in my eyes somebody dying
Fucking with lil Marty it’s a homicide
Crashin’ out like number 9 that’s Rondo Numba 9 yea
Sleep or muthafucking grind all my niggas really slangin’ iron