Doing Me - Konata Small, Marty, Deraj

Tell me how you really feel doh

I been doin' this for real now

told me I’m a real one

So she went and got your boy a deal now

Now I’m comin' out the wood works

I know you never thought it would work

And people callin' me a nice guy, aye

I can really be a good jerk

I’m just tryin' to confess to it

And I got people who’ll attest to it

My day ones and my A1s, yeah

I keep ‘em close like I’m next to ‘em

So if you catch me in the end zone

I’m celebratin' with the kin folk

Cause if I’m winnin' than we all winnin'

Yeah you, even in the friend zone

Yeah, all my people in the friend zone

Well I don’t really mean the friend zone

I’m talkin' people in the circle fam'

Like the circle on a Benzo

Everybody else can get gone

I’ma do it ‘til the pen broke

I ain’t listenin' to them folk

Man I been dope and I’m still dope

Read your word man it says so

But if you really want a test though

Hey Psalm 1−3-9 verse 14 if you wanna text though

Grace grace grace grace, uh

See it all up in my face, uh

Man I see it every day, uh

I’m just giving you a taste

Hey what they say

Hey what they say

I hear ya comin' from a mile away

Don’t try to tell me who I ought’a be

You know I’m doin' me

Cause I keep doin' me

I keep doin' me

Cause can’t nobody do it quite like me

Cause can’t nobody do it quite like me

Tell me how you really feel doh

I’ma kill ‘em with the real now

So if they ask if I’m up to it

Yeah I’m up to it but I’m still down

I ain’t really got no chill now

Plus I feel the trillest on the ville now

I been sick, I’m ill now

Guess I’ma sermon on a hill now

Aye, this something to celebrate aye aye

I already won so I don’t ever debate

Like I told wifey, baby I’m still on the way

And I been through hell

This feel like heaven today

Some’ll celebrate it witchu

Some of them will try to dis' you

Man some of them will try to hug and kiss you

While they try to stab you with a ginsu

I already got my issues

And you don’t really want ‘em witchu

You don’t really want these issues, baby

Yeah, ‘cause ain’t no tellin' where I could’a been

I prolly tell you where I should’a been

I just thank God I ain’t layin' in the box that they try to put him in

That’s Grace grace grace grace, uh

See it all up in my face, man

I swear I see it every day, yeah

I’m just giving you a taste

Hey what they say

Hey what they say

I hear ya comin' from a mile away

Don’t try to tell me who I ought’a be

You know I’m doin' me

Cause I keep doin' me

I keep doin' me

Cause can’t nobody do it quite like me

Cause can’t nobody do it quite like me

Tell me how you really feel

Tell me how you really feel

Ex lookin' like

Rappers lookin' like chill

Need a four course meal

Brown rice,

I should be dead

You know that grace for real

Nobody gave us nut’in

Sometimes I’m all alone

You know it’s gang season

I need a Gucci clone

But it will all work out

Somehow it always does

I’m on that love of God

We on some diff’rent drugs, huh

I crashed my Civic in a US Bank

Then used the insurance to pay off all our interest rates, great

Yeah, grew up in the land of snakes

But if I cut my grass short everything will be okay

Pray, every day without ceasin'

And make my family proud and give them something to believe in

Leave a legacy although I might not get to see them

‘Cause when I see those pearly gates there’s no way I can sneak in

Hey what they say

Hey what they say

I hear ya comin' from a mile away

Don’t try to tell me who I ought’a be

You know I’m doin' me

Cause I keep doin' me

I keep doin' me

Cause can’t nobody do it quite like me

Cause can’t nobody do it quite like me