Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Doing Me, artist - Konata Small. Date of issue: 06.11.2017
Song language: English
Doing Me |
| Tell me how you really feel doh |
| I been doin' this for real now |
| told me I’m a real one |
| So she went and got your boy a deal now |
| Now I’m comin' out the wood works |
| I know you never thought it would work |
| And people callin' me a nice guy, aye |
| I can really be a good jerk |
| I’m just tryin' to confess to it |
| And I got people who’ll attest to it |
| My day ones and my A1s, yeah |
| I keep ‘em close like I’m next to ‘em |
| So if you catch me in the end zone |
| I’m celebratin' with the kin folk |
| Cause if I’m winnin' than we all winnin' |
| Yeah you, even in the friend zone |
| Yeah, all my people in the friend zone |
| Well I don’t really mean the friend zone |
| I’m talkin' people in the circle fam' |
| Like the circle on a Benzo |
| Everybody else can get gone |
| I’ma do it ‘til the pen broke |
| I ain’t listenin' to them folk |
| Man I been dope and I’m still dope |
| Read your word man it says so |
| But if you really want a test though |
| Hey Psalm 1−3-9 verse 14 if you wanna text though |
| Grace grace grace grace, uh |
| See it all up in my face, uh |
| Man I see it every day, uh |
| I’m just giving you a taste |
| Hey what they say |
| Hey what they say |
| I hear ya comin' from a mile away |
| Don’t try to tell me who I ought’a be |
| You know I’m doin' me |
| Cause I keep doin' me |
| I keep doin' me |
| Cause can’t nobody do it quite like me |
| Cause can’t nobody do it quite like me |
| Tell me how you really feel doh |
| I’ma kill ‘em with the real now |
| So if they ask if I’m up to it |
| Yeah I’m up to it but I’m still down |
| I ain’t really got no chill now |
| Plus I feel the trillest on the ville now |
| I been sick, I’m ill now |
| Guess I’ma sermon on a hill now |
| Aye, this something to celebrate aye aye |
| I already won so I don’t ever debate |
| Like I told wifey, baby I’m still on the way |
| And I been through hell |
| This feel like heaven today |
| Some’ll celebrate it witchu |
| Some of them will try to dis' you |
| Man some of them will try to hug and kiss you |
| While they try to stab you with a ginsu |
| I already got my issues |
| And you don’t really want ‘em witchu |
| You don’t really want these issues, baby |
| Yeah, ‘cause ain’t no tellin' where I could’a been |
| I prolly tell you where I should’a been |
| I just thank God I ain’t layin' in the box that they try to put him in |
| That’s Grace grace grace grace, uh |
| See it all up in my face, man |
| I swear I see it every day, yeah |
| I’m just giving you a taste |
| Hey what they say |
| Hey what they say |
| I hear ya comin' from a mile away |
| Don’t try to tell me who I ought’a be |
| You know I’m doin' me |
| Cause I keep doin' me |
| I keep doin' me |
| Cause can’t nobody do it quite like me |
| Cause can’t nobody do it quite like me |
| Tell me how you really feel |
| Tell me how you really feel |
| Ex lookin' like |
| Rappers lookin' like chill |
| Need a four course meal |
| Brown rice, |
| I should be dead |
| You know that grace for real |
| Nobody gave us nut’in |
| Sometimes I’m all alone |
| You know it’s gang season |
| I need a Gucci clone |
| But it will all work out |
| Somehow it always does |
| I’m on that love of God |
| We on some diff’rent drugs, huh |
| I crashed my Civic in a US Bank |
| Then used the insurance to pay off all our interest rates, great |
| Yeah, grew up in the land of snakes |
| But if I cut my grass short everything will be okay |
| Pray, every day without ceasin' |
| And make my family proud and give them something to believe in |
| Leave a legacy although I might not get to see them |
| ‘Cause when I see those pearly gates there’s no way I can sneak in |
| Hey what they say |
| Hey what they say |
| I hear ya comin' from a mile away |
| Don’t try to tell me who I ought’a be |
| You know I’m doin' me |
| Cause I keep doin' me |
| I keep doin' me |
| Cause can’t nobody do it quite like me |
| Cause can’t nobody do it quite like me |