Doin Bad

[Intro: D-Lo]
Can I talk to 'em one time?
(Asiah, this for you, baby)
I just wanna talk to 'em, man
Rude boy
D-Lo, look, ayy

[Verse 1: D-Lo]
I ain't never had a job
Nigga sixteen, dropped out of school just to rob
Niggas they don't know my struggle though, they don't know
That I was broke half the time at my shows, tryna bubble though (Tryna bubble though)
I was gettin' like five bands a show
Man, them five bands were gone before I made it to the O, no
Now I'm thinkin', "When my next show is?" (Where my next-)
Like fuck it, I gotta pimp this ho bitch
Shout out to Ghazi, man, he saved a nigga life
'Cause I was down doin' bad and he threw your boy a bag, ayy
Yeah, I done been homeless before
Fuck a flat air mattress, I done slept on the floor, no
Only niggas that I'm down with is my brothers
And them niggas really smother shit, yeah I love you, bitch
When John died, I gave my last to his funeral (When John)
The way my brother died, I swear to God that shit ain't usual
Ayy, I went to jail, spent like twenty bands (Spent like twenty bands)
Went to jail again, spent another ten (Spent another ten)
I pray to G-O-D he got a plan for me (Plan for me)
I want all my niggas rich 'cause they'll blam for me
My brother shedded blood for this rude boy shit (For this rude boy shit)
A couple niggas ain't breathin' 'cause this rude boy shit ('Cause this rude boy shit)
Ayy, my brother shedded blood for this rude boy shit (For this rude boy shit)
A couple niggas ain't breathin' 'cause this rude boy shit ('Cause this rude boy shit)
Ayy

[Chorus: Nemz]
I remember when I didn't have money
Used to grind all day, lookin' bummy
Ayy, but that shit wasn't funny
Ayy, I got a pocket full of money now, yeah
This how it feel to be rich
If I show I what I miss
I count up all this money
Make sure they with strips

[Verse 2: Yhung T.O.]
Since I made it to the top, I been gettin' money
But tell me where was you when I ain't had no money
I was strugglin' on my own, had to make it to somethin'
I remember when my daddy said I wouldn't be nothin'
I lost my brother, too, before my second tour
I wish he made it with me on that tour
Then I lost my uncle on the third tour
Then I lost Tre after the post-tour
Seem like every time motherfuckers gotta take someone from me
I done lost some close friends and I still love 'em
Still slide down niggas blocks tryna kill somethin'
'Cause you ain't never felt this pain, you ain't feel nothin'

[Chorus: Nemz]
I remember when I didn't have money
Used to grind all day, lookin' bummy
Ayy, but that shit wasn't funny
Ayy, I got a pocket full of money now, yeah
This how it feel to be rich
If I show I what I miss
I count up all this money
Make sure they with strips