I
don't
know what the fuck I'm doin'
But I smoke marijuana
I can't do what you want me to
Because I got to stay true
Nigga fuck, nigga fuck
Bitches talkin' shit, I don't know why
Always tellin' lies about it, nigga
So I'm gonna do what
the fuck I always do
I just got to stay true
Do you remember 85?
The time when it was all
the way live
Well nowadays these are the breaks
we gotta take to survive
Be tryin' to stay alive,
so I can see another ten
Of all the niggas that's rappin' be
endin' up in a pen
Again, another struggle
for the trouble you ride
So I sit back and get high,
keep my thoughts on the prize
Realize the shit they talkin',
I ain't trippin' off that
Time to change, rearrange,
this game is movin' like crack
In fact, it seems the old school got
played out by no rules
Put it down with fake smile for life,
I'm bout to show fools
How it's done when I be
spittin' these rhymes
No hesitatin',
I just been waitin' for the time to get mine
I stay ready and kept it steady
like my hand on the
Glock
Left the block full of weed,
yes indeed, it don't stop
Till I die, be high,
not givin' a damn what I do
Payin' dues, stayin' true, so nigga,
fuck you
I don't know what
the fuck I'm gon' do
But I swear to
I can't do what you want me to
Because I got to stay true
And you
Bitches talkin' shit I don't know
So I'm gonna do what
the fuck I always do
Because I got to stay true
I want to send this out to all the punk motherfuckers who
don't want to be true to what they say
they're true to.
owe my dick just because I smoke
weed and I drink brew.
That's all I rap about because bitch that's all I do,
ain't nothing new.
It's the same shit that you did but the spotlight
is on me because I influence your kids so
Tell me I need to clean my mouth
And I tell you you need
to beat your child
to stop fucking with me
Because I never got me a degree
Never went to college but I just
got back from getting some weed
And it's killing me
And no matter what I call
myself you'll still
call me a nigga
So if you're talking I turn
my head in front
blipping I didn't give a fuck
what you said about
the lyrics and shit in my song
Nigga know right from wrong
bitch I got kids
of my own, and those who love to judge,
tend to hold a grudge, and if you do suck my dick
and lick my nuts.
I don't know what the fuck I'm gonna do,
because I smoke marijuana, I can't do what you want
me to, because I got to stay true, nigga fuck you,
bitches talking shit, I don't know why,
So I put my
motherfuckin' mind to this shit
Told them niggas,
if you wanna be real, be
realistic
And kissed this motherfuckin' ass,
so reeve
the dirt
Ain't no love for them punk
-ass niggas that
shellin' mercy, me, see?
It ain't no bitches up in your shit,
in your grill
These niggas got me all fucked up, but
now they know the deal
And still,
they come up in my face with that
Yang
Yang, niggas steady talkin'
But still they talk the same shit
shit everyday,
mothafucka what a nigga say
Cause if you listen to everybody
You'll end up changin'
the way you got your fame
Mmm, fuckin' up your name
Damagin' your brain
Forgettin' where you got your game
Dedicated to all my homies
who stayed true to this
Not for all you busted motherfuckers
comin' new to this
You know what I'm sayin'?
You uh, stop suckin' dick
And let's get rich
I don't know what
the fuck I'm gon' do
Be sides smoke marijuana
I can't do what you want me to
Because I got to stay true
And you
Bitches talkin' shit,
I don't know why
Smokin' till the weed gettin' so weak
Wanna do what the fuck I always do
I got to stay true
I had, um, I had one to, um, I had one somewhere,
you got some papers?
Yeah, there's some papers right here,
and a couple of sheets right here.
Goddamn,
why these motherfuckers all about?
Oh, I went to go get a fucking job today.
Shit, what happened?
Get the job?
What the fuck you think happened?
Hell, no, I didn't get no motherfucking
job.
What am I supposed to think about that?
Make some moves on the streets, fuck
Facemob 
