I’m Doin’ Me

[Hook]
I’m doin’ me. You’re doin’ you
At the end of the day, we are all equal too
I’m doin’ me. You’re doin’ you
At the end of the day we are all human too
I’m doin’ me. You’re doin’ you
At the end of the day, we are all equal too
I’m doin’ me. You’re doin’ you
At the end of the day we are all human too

[Verse One]
I’m killin’ this shit until you’ve heard of it
I’m a man of wood just like Groot, still coming up from Guardians of the Galaxy two
Y’all just watch as a mothafucka zoom
No future, that’s what they be telling me I’m having
But I’m never gonna have the fact that I’m never gonna have it
I take it, I break it, I roll it, whatever way you want me to
That’s what they be tellin’ me to do
Keep they interests at heart, but man fuck what they think
I’ll be doing me, you’ll be doing you, at the end of the day aren’t we all human too?
Cus’ it mean shit to me, but what it mean to you?
Did it mean anything they tell you what to do with your life and what kinda profession you’ll like, and by like they mean fit, cus’ that’s all they really fit to is assumin’ what you wanna do
And guess what?

[Hook]
I’m doin’ me. You’re doin’ you
At the end of the day, we are all equal too
I’m doin’ me. You’re doin’ you
At the end of the day we are all human too
I’m doin’ me. You’re doin’ you
At the end of the day, we are all equal too
I’m doin’ me. You’re doin’ you
At the end of the day we are all human too

[Verse Two]
Gotta get it like I’m stepping on the gas pedal, but no Sage The Gemini. One day I’ll step on the stage, behind me flashing lights, that spell my name
W-O-R-D Ship is the only way to worship the words bitch, and I’m gonna keep going until I gotta stop flowing
I’m floating like the kids from Stephen King’s It
I’m blowing up like this terrorism shit
And I’m not afraid to call names in this bitch
And I’m not about to recycle they rhymes in this bitch
My flow is infinite, interminable like a waterfall, and I put that on the wall, like I put it on my Ma
And I put dedication into everything that I touch
And I hope you can see that I’m in it for the fucking long run
What?
In it- In it- In it, for the fucking long run
What?

[Hook]
I’m doin’ me. You’re doin’ you
At the end of the day, we are all equal too
I’m doin’ me. You’re doin’ you
At the end of the day we are all human too
I’m doin’ me. You’re doin’ you
At the end of the day, we are all equal too
I’m doin’ me. You’re doin’ you
At the end of the day we are all human too

[Verse Three]
Tell me what I gotta do to get it through the skulls of my enemies
Hating on the boy never gonna mean shit to me
So why are they tryna bring me down like a boulder tied to my leg in the water, sinking in the words like Natalie Wood
Got a glo’ up in the rap game
Year ago my flow and delivery was slower than it’s been recently
And I’ve been practicing, like I’ve been preaching these lines that I wrote
Pen to the pad and he wrote
That’s what they think of me though?
Correction; that’s what they think for now-think for now, hoe
Think for now-think for now-think for now, hoe
But it’s fine, no really. Don’t believe in me, when I make it, you’ll feel silly, and who’s problem is that?
Free Willy?
No really
What

[Hook]
I’m doin’ me. You’re doin’ you
At the end of the day, we are all equal too
I’m doin’ me. You’re doin’ you
At the end of the day we are all human too
I’m doin’ me. You’re doin’ you
At the end of the day, we are all equal too
I’m doin’ me. You’re doin’ you
At the end of the day we are all human too

[Verse Four]
Originally I was a human being who couldn’t dream bout’...
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Killing the speed of the ripper Jack, no Jill
And I’m. Fetchi-Fetchin’ for the pale
No vampire, gangs fighting in the streets like Street Fighter X
Listen up for I hit you with a tech
Technologically, I’m philosophical with the rhymes, that I spit, like seeds from a cherry
Mind no thought to what comes from my mind
All these fake ones think it’s irrelevent, right?
But that’s not irreversible, at least not for long
Car bombs, school shootings, what’s next?
The demolishment of the right to bare arms
I can’t bare the fact that my first mixtape flopped
Was a good project, but the views brought were nothing, to none
Don’t compare me to a saint, cus’ I ain’t your nun

[Hook]
I’m doin’ me. You’re doin’ you
At the end of the day, we are all equal too
I’m doin’ me. You’re doin’ you
At the end of the day we are all human too
I’m doin’ me. You’re doin’ you
At the end of the day, we are all equal too
I’m doin’ me. You’re doin’ you
At the end of the day we are all human too

[Verse Five]
I am the greatest
They all mistaken
I’m headed for the top, and I ain’t beggin’
I already know I’m gonna make it
Nobody do it like me
Cus’ I’m the best at being me and that’s the thing that they don’t see
Every time I try to be me, they say, ‘Oh hell no,’ Damn, please
Grip the mic, and that’s great
They all stealing, that’s greed
I’m on the come-up mothafucka, where have you been?
Please. It seems you’ve been living under a rock, for longer than I’ve thought
Try and come up on me with a Glock?
Man, stop shooting everyone on the block
I soar higher than higher than a flock
And that’s really all I got