Another Thing To Do It

We in motherfuckin' New York, nigga

It's like five in the morning

Pushin' the states back, lookin' at the city

This shit look brazy, nigga

Uh, alright, haha

Double cup when I—

Double cup when I wake up, Actavis a lifetaker

Probably meet my maker, smokin' exotic flavors

If I tote the shotty, I'ma blow the shotty

Then I walk around like I don't know nobody

Upstairs, groupies waitin' in the lobby

Got a girlfriend, sorry, I ain't sorry

I ain't come to kick it, with any of these bitches

See money I been gettin'

I fuck up a check, let it blown in the wind

Bitch, check my quarter, I been gettin' bolder and better than all of these niggas that's bussin'

If it's a problem, my niggas will clutch it

Pretty niggas still shoot up the function

Top of the line, I got my hand on my nine

Bitch, I'ma die about mine

I was told life was about elevations, just pick you a ladder and start up to climb

Can't be afraid to take risk after risk, gamble chip after chip, tryna stay on the grind

Was in the kitchen, cook grits, but they weren't really grits, they were bricks, mom, I'm sorry, I lied

I can make it up to you this time

Bought my mom a car, she listen to my shit while she drive

I owe her the world, send disrespect her way, you gotta die

Same way 'bout my girl, them diamonds make 'em twinkle like her eyes

Oh, it's one thing to talk about it, another thing to do it

Oh, it's one thing to talk about it, another thing to do it

It's one thing to talk about it, another thing to do it

It's one thing to talk about it, another thing to do it

Breakin' pills down, I can't help it, it's a habit now

Pipe the fuck up, turnt the fuck up, promise ain't no comin' down

You get burnt the fuck up, choppers on us if you came to fuck around

Look for your mom, she in town, givin' head for some brown

I'm a dog off the leash, bitch, I bite, I don't growl

I don't bark, I'm in silence, I'ma shoot up the crowd

If he want smoke, give 'em cancer, I'm gon' blow 'em down

He ain't know it was a problem, then I bet he know it's a problem now

I came from the trenches, was plottin' on riches, I made it, I did it

I'm shinin' on all of these niggas that said that I wouldn't be shit

I was shittin' on them ever since I was in it

Don't fuck with the rum or the Henny, need none of that

I pour the codeine, I sip, ain't no comin' back

You caught a play, I'ma act like a quarterback

Got a hundred in cash, I do not need a quarter back

Oh, it's one thing to talk about it, another thing to do it

Oh, it's one thing to talk about it, another thing to do it

It's one thing to talk about it, another thing to do it

It's one thing to talk about it, another thing to do it