Lyrics Do You - GQ

Do You

Do You
Tend to love you more when everyone else do
Or so I’ve heard.
Yeah
Town Shit
This for the school kids that’s misbehaving
This for them students that’s typing papers, switch majors
Flow in pocket like money for Vegas, betting wagers
For my niggas behind cages, fighting cases
Grammy week we was popping cases of Khaled’s latest
Party with Jay & B I’m guessing hard work contagious
This for the ones that try and play us, fuckin haters
Funny though, during my show see you in front of stages
Me and my uncle think alike we just different in ages
Walking on vodka like it’s water I’m skipping to places
Nowadays its hard to smile we living with braces
Walking to my own beat I’m just living a playlist
Live in the matrix, want a mil but a ticket could change us
Peep how the plot, bitches is dangerous, Nicholas Cages
Two faced, rappers you praise?
Too basic
I let Jesus take the wheel 'cause I was too wasted
If I ain’t 'round because of work make sure the crew tape it
Don’t let em trick you, ain’t really proud til you made it
If this a game I’ll let you play it
Dr. Seuss threw me green eggs and I souffle’d it, let me cook
Like, snapping is something I ain’t knew to
Confidence grew, I poke my chest out like Betty Boop do
Beating lockers when most of my patnas was rocking FUBU
Milking the game but since I’m black we just gon' call it Yoohoo
Feel as though I’m clocking out, I’m going coo coo
I told myself, if nothing else just
Do you, Do you
Do you, Do you
Do you, Do you
Do you, Do you
Do you
Ay, nigga do you
Go ahead and do you
Baby do you
My nigga Tutu out in Carson, he hoop for Dominguez
Word up, you know that’s word if they’re snapping their fingers
got one due and Phil just had another one
Bet what I be rhyming get me right buy the time their birthday come
I had a talk with Marv at Oracle, they played Charlotte
Asked me how the music’s going, told him I’m just getting started
I’ve been falling for so long that I can’t even catch my breath
My ex suggested I should exit, I don’t need no extra stress
I work for more and more 'cause my people get less and less
Smoking on some shit I be so high I’m standing chest to chest with God
Put that on God that you can’t fuck with me, He even know
In my bag, pouring out my heart it’s getting deep, I know
I tend to swerve that’s what I heard like rumors 'round the class
You been rapping all your life?
No, it just sound like I have
Better tell these niggas 9th before I tell em twice
I’m so hot don’t make no sense like folk in hell that’s selling ice (Woo)
Blessings to the ones that give me swell advice
Don’t do no shit you shouldn’t do if you be 'round the telling type
It ain’t no whale in sight, still she tryna catch this wave
Catch a, catch a bullet, most would rather catch a fade
I took a trip I’m on the strip I haven’t slept for days
Phone was tripping with my sister, she told me to text
My family mean more than honey, Piglet & Eeyore
I’m on this boat 'til I get called to the seashore
Feel as though I’m clocking out from going coo coo
I told myself if nothing else, nigga
Do you, Do you
Do you
Do you, Do you, Do you
Nigga do you, do you
Go ahead and do you
If nothing else do you
Baby do you