I Do (feat. K'LA)

Another day in the life, uh

I have all the swag, body bag

Life's a fuckin' party, I'm wasted, someone call a cab

Stumblin' to the car, but they keep asking for autographs

I'm going home with girls, girls, girls, yup, all of that

Tell me, is it the fame or the money?

Either way, these people love me

It must be something about me stunnin', uh, everything

I'm juiced up, I know the truth sucks

'Cause everything I do's just naturally too much

For y'all ****

Oh yeah, and I'm on some overall ****

Muhfuckin' dimes, I can't even see you small ****

So pardon me (Please), I don't mean to brag (I don't)

But I just spent forty-thousand yen on these jeans I have on, baby

Oh yeah, money long, baby

You should smear your makeup on the waistline of my drawers

I mean, uh, you could be the inspiration for my next song

Just muh'fuckin' do it, me and Buns, Jimmy Johns

I'm the bomb dot com

Shout out to my mom, it's been a long time coming

And we still going strong

We winning, can't let up

'Cause once these clowns forget us

It's gon' take a lifetime tryna make them unforget us

So I'm gon' represent us, from startin' to the finish

I work hard and pay off, ball like it's the playoffs

You used to ball too, until you got laid off

Back to nine-to-fives, damn, I bet that's chaos

Life's about lessons, sit back and watch me teach

Like a game of badminton, I'm so out of reach

I'm at the finish line, peep my winning speech

It goes, ahem, um

Fuck all y'all who said I couldn't do it

I hope every time you club or drive, you're forced to hear my music

You're so cubic, I'm so clueless, got your girlfriend playing nudist

Um, with no script, but I don't trip

Trust me, I give her back, we Siamese like Aristocats

No lady in the trap, but damn, we're gifted cats, we triple that

I used to have problems, until I learned to deal

I was taught to stay positive and always keep it real

And I do

I do, I do, I do, I do

Oh, oh

I do, I do, I do, I do, I do, I do

I was taught to always keep it real when I do what I do

And I do, and I do, and I do, and I do

I was taught to always keep it real when I do what I do

And I do, and I do, and I do, and I do

I was taught to always keep it real when I do what I do

And I do, and I do, and I do, and I do do

Stumblin' in the elevator, drifting down the hallways

Drunk texted all my numbers, don't know who the fuck is calling

Feeling extra reckless, I could probably use some counseling

It's a party at the condo, I don't really feel like talking

Feel like killing the party in Diesel jeans and Air Jordans

And pissing off all the bitches who wish that they could afford 'em

See, um, don't brag a lot, 'cause when you have a lot

You don't talk about it, you just laugh a lot

You just walk it out, cop it all and stalk it out

But y'all bitter bitch-ass haters don't know what I'm talking 'bout

Do you? 'Cause I do

The best I can, me and my crew the best of friends

And the **** that ride for me will put to sleep the best of men

Stay in your place, pass that eighth and put a smile back on your face

'Cause it's a blessing to be next to

The best dressed bitch up in this place

Did I fail to mention that, um, I do this shit?

While you other candy-coaters on that cardboard box of Boobers shit

I rap, rap, sing, and do it all on a brand new box of coolers shit

And if you ask, my haters probably tell you I'm a super bitch

Yeah, uh-huh, that's 'cause I do this shit

'Cause I do it so right

And I do it so good

And I do it just like

I said I would

Yes, I do, I do, I do, I do

I do, I do, I do, I do

I do, I do, I do, I do

I do, I do, I do, I do

I was taught to always keep it real when I do what I do

And I do, and I do, and I do, and I do

I was taught to always keep it real when I do what I do

And I do, and I do, and I do, and I do

I was taught to always keep it real when I do what I do