Do What I Gotta Do - Fashawn

Some of my niggas bang, some of my niggas slang

(?) more of the same, just gotta maintain

Homie do what you gotta do

Homie do what you gotta do

Stay on my grind, watch you waiting in line

Got a 24/7 (?) do a 9 to 5

I just do what I gotta do

I said I do what I gotta do

They got caught up in a life where it’s hard to tell wrong from right

All along, they was lost, lust in cars and ice

Young niggas, in the gutter, the lawless type

Drug charges, put 'em behind bars

And kites to all my dogs, cause ain’t no love lost in fights

Among each other like brothers, get it on, we tight

Do whatever for a dollar, whether we slang dolo

Or hustling any product, nothing we can’t cope with

I’m through with maintaining, trying to live it to the limit

Pasta and shrimp and like a mobster in Venice

No offense to my brothers with 9-to-5's

Some want it all, some just want to survive

But me?

I’d rather roll up in a Bimmer

My momma’s like I don’t need it

In my heart I agree, but could you picture me leaning?

It’s sort of bittersweet, stuck American dreaming

I’m just trying to get a piece nigga

Some of my homies slang, some of them fiends

I look at what I became, kinda in between

Stuck, caught up in the game, living the street dream

I’m just trying to balance it out like a triple beam

Keep so much on my mind I might go and do a crime

Motherfuckers telling me don’t rely on your rhymes

When the industry declining, niggas ain’t getting signed

I’m either one step ahead or one behind

A couple thousand dollars is just not enough

I come from the bottom so I gotta stunt

Phone buzzing, oh damn, what everybody want?

My bad, niggas ain’t seen me in about a month

I’ve been hustling, trying to get it on a roll

You’d literally be amazed how quick I go through a zone

But «more money, more problems to fix» --

We all know the motto, still we trying to get rich