Do a Lot

Million dollar thoughts went and jotted on a Google Doc Do a lot had to move my 12 to a 2 o'clock Right around the time I left the pad to hit the noodle spot Helicopters flying cuz a dude got his noodle popped Seeing shit you wouldn't want to see I've been through a lot Grew a lot fuck about a rumor if it's true or not The flow is worth about 100 times of what a jeweler got I call it like I'm Stuart Scott aye what they saying? They say the raps is hard I keep the cash on a plastic card Off track but didn't crash the car You really ain't heard of Jerry damn that's bizarre What you live under a rock what you Patrick Star? Bitch you crazy if you think I wouldn't match the bars A rockstar in my past life I smashed guitars We going back to back I'm coming back to spar I ain't a dog shit I'm something out of Jurassic Park Just a mortal man I'm not a GOD I been about it from the start check the D.O.B. I can only share the story from my POV A sharp shooter boy I hit it on the DOT I got one lyric pointed at your head for start Another one is pointed at your weak ass heart I said it's rest in peace to Guru wait who got who? I been taking care of me I hope that you got you These closed mouths don't get fed bitch so who got food I hunt and gather what I see freeze do not move On a California interstate with Tupac queued I still got some old writtens in a shoebox too but now it's Million dollar thoughts went and jotted on a Google Doc Do a lot had to move my 12 to a 2 o'clock Right around the time I left the pad to hit the noodle spot Helicopters flying cuz a dude got his noodle popped Funny how they doubted what I'm doing but I knew the plot Prove a lot I don't need a mansion or a newer yacht Said she wanna do it so she blew it like the fluid hot Then we ahh I won't get into nah Ready to pop any minute I might just open they're lid I went big off the top rope might've broken a rib I'm only joking but I know they probably hoping I did A toast to the kid for trying to put his home on the grid You better get some gloves hat and a coat from the crib A cold hearted motherfucker boy you know how I live You see I'm coming at your throat I don't forget and forgive I'm prime time boy we know where you sit you a benchwarmer I ain't no second string player not a back up man You only moving in reverse with a back up plan I came out the shell I'm here to stack up clams Play games and get smacked up man fuck outta here