Doing Me

I know, it get kinda hard sometimes,

We all looking for some kind of, outlet to plug into, but ahh,

From the corners of street,

In every hood and every ghetto

(AZ) Every hood

I'm the proof of what could be, if you try

If you wanna try

(AZ) It's on you

All the haters wanna see,

(AZ) Uh uhn

A nigga's life in misery

(AZ) Uh uhn

But I'ma keep on doing me, 'til I die

Handcuffed by the wrist and tied in the feet

So stressed, wish that I could die in my sleep

And Lord knows, thru his grace I done tried it wit peace

But it's like niggas ain't happy 'til they finally deceased

Feel the grief, of a street, nigga that turned to rap

And just applied everything that he learned from crack

I'm in now, it's life ain't no turning back

It been foul so what kinda concerns is that

Peep the signs of the eyes 'cuz it tell it all

One of the few in the streets that was selling it raw

Made mistakes, but it made me intelligent more

And how I move, you could still look and tell I was poor

How can the hate from another man stop my flow

That's like another pimp thinking he can knock my hoe

I'm here now, just trying to copp and blow

Couple of cars and lot's of doe

From the corners of street, in every hood and every ghetto

I'm the proof of what could be, if you try

If you wanna try

All the haters wanna see

A niggas life in misery

But I'ma keep on doing me, 'til I die

One by one, seen 'em rise, seen 'em fall

You seen one nigga ball, you done seen 'em all

Even standup niggas seen 'em lean and crawl

What makes a man wanna fiend for more

Life itself is more than a trial or a quest

Intelligent wise, it's like I done ran with the best

And very rarely, you can catch me casually dressed

I'm more relaxed in a hat and some sweats

Doing me, been amongst some of the street's most strongest men

Around for months then they gone again

Incarcerated, penalized for the love of they acts

Criminals, cold-hearted, now what's fucing wit that?

Where we at? hit inside of a life that's rarely exposed

Spoken in codes for the killers that daily'll dose

Get yours, hit a quota then get indoors

Get legit then get them stores

From the corners of street, in every hood and every ghetto

I'm the proof of what could be, if you try

If you wanna try

All the haters wanna see

A niggas life in misery

But I'ma keep on doing me, 'til I die

So now it's on y'all, could see, I done figured it out

Only a few could say that they been in my house

And caroused at my wall color, blend with my couch

I'm as low as you can go in the south

When it's too deep, it's hard for the mind to relate

Some say I'm too street and way too involved wit the snakes

What make a man bigger that life, I'm twice his age

Understand I'm a sinner but I'm nice some ways

Knee-deep in what I speak 'cuz I spit the truth

I become angelic when I sit in the booth

Just a thought of all the ill shit that lurk in streets

How can another real nigga wanna work wit police

Bad enough you got thiefs and the beef is rough

I took an oath just to smoke, eat, sleep and fuck

Knowledge of self, I'ma do this regardless of wealth

Regardless of how the deck and how the cards get dealth

From the corners of street, in every hood and every ghetto

I'm the proof of what could be, if you try

If you wanna try

All the haters wanna see

A niggas life in misery

But I'ma keep on doing me, 'til I die