What Ya Gonna Do

[Intro]
Hey-hey
Hey-hey-hey, hey, it's okay
I went back
And now I'm better, come on, give it to me, let's go (Yeah)

[Verse 1]
I got lost, caught up, but I'm back with a force
And a plan still enforced, y'all better switch yours
Niggas lame like the door sample said
Jean sampled bread once, I can't front, I need to get ahead (Head)
Not like hoes kneel to get ahead (Oh, okay)
I hustle, deal 'til I break through for real (C'mon)
I'm punchy, your walls won't hold me, your boxes won't
Stop this rock on its way to obnoxious
I need to prosper while I preach the gospel (Uh-huh)
It's a truth and in the booth I'm impossible
On the stage, on the page it's hot so
Dance to it like it's footloose, white boy
Shake it with them crazy moves, go on
And I can't stand in your shoes
You ain't know, I planted the clues
Damage your crew, steady dismantling you
I panhandle this product if need be (Uh-huh)
And I'm smart enough to know the industry needs me
I've grown a lot, the show's hot, niggas don't sleep
The poster chizzle for toast without holding heat closely
Watch me run up in your posse
You'll get gassed like the Nazis did
I catch flak like Roberta done dropped and shit
I'm loose lipped so I use it to abuse the music
Leave the track bruised up, all the tracks used up
With the headphones slapped and the volume crunk
So it blasts much better in the truck (Oh, what?)
I'm closer this year, New York shed a tear
Give it up (What ya gonna do?)
When they try to take your shit from ya?

[Verse 2]
Been a cold winter, 'bout to be a hot summer
And you wondering where Jean is coming from, don't
I propose we worry about where we gonna go
Turn your stereo up
We're one step from spaghetti-O pants shredded but we better, though
Not a lot of cheddar but now I gotta make the dough
Steady grind, mind slipping into petty crime
Bet me I'm not gon' last, have you paying out your ass
With your game face wrapped in a cask' (Come on)
The same place that I'm rapping from
Will snatch your tongue and bite it off and snap, you're done
I like drastic moves, nigga, run your shoes, no? (What?)
What ya gonna do? (Really, what would you do?)

[Verse 3]
If I told you in one breath
That my mission is to be the best
Would you mind your business or be impressed?
Brush it off, dismiss? Now that's a test
(Are you being for real Jean?) Yes, the real dream
Is the field goal kick with a team, no less
And I'm not playing this just for kicks, though
Slay this shit 'til I kicks and lay low
I say so, but some days I fell off
From this day on I'ma stay the course
Never again play soft, every rhyme is the playoffs
Every time must be memory line sprayed off
You will remember me
I am a contender contrary to what you get generally (Uh-huh)
I'll take time, let it sink in, nah
You gotta free your mind to the thinking part
You gotta get the signs I'm freaking off
So much shit that my voice starts peaking off
Need this music as much as you
I'm a fan, goddamn it, and I love it, too (So)
Wave your hands like the Sandman's coming through
But all cheers man, we don't want the boos
In fact, fuck that, get up and clap your paws together
Make noise like we wet up the floor
Better, wake up y'all like a Spike Lee flick
Good morning, boys, I'm the type you leave with
I'm on it (What ya gonna do?), yeah, man

[Verse 4]
What ya gonna do when the sky starts falling?
I'll be out on the corner yes, y'allin' (Yes, yes)
'Til the block caves and buildings smack pavement
And onlookers gaze in amazement, it's hypnotism
Just hitting the rhythm, I fuck songs
All up in the bars like prisons are up yours (Like 7Up)
And Grae got infinite new ways
Every minute to infiltrate strongarm, eat your spinach
The confidence won't be diminished
Go longer from start to finish, now
(You sparked the inner child) It's dark with an innocent smile
Park your whips, light spliffs, listen in for a while, c'mon
What ya gonna do? (That was the last hook, jam on it)

[Outro]
Cinnamon
Uh, that's it, ain't five verses
C'mon, man
Cut it out
This fade out
With the no shit-talkin' outro, watch