My Thing (Feat. Sibling) - Marger

2005 and had the game

Kept at gutter came from the drain

Why would I spit about champs and raving

I was in the blocks when I paid for the cane

Bitch getting pushed in the crib everyday

No one had a role so I’m mixing away

Younguns are making the roads so flames

Feds in unmarked whips everyday

When I was young I used to walk with the gay

All of them paid for my trips on the plane

Not for the sunshine just for the packages

Three days baxed and I’m back in the rain

Back in the flats

Cats in a cage

Holding a box no David Blaine

Carrying a .38 just in case

Anybody violate I’m taking aim

Carrying so much heat I burst a few veins

Close what I had burst at your face

Man know I’ve been doing dirt from day

Bad boy from 21st of May

But these f*cks want to tarnish my name

HOOK:

Oooh I’mma do this ting until the day I

Oooh I’mma still do my

I’mma I’mma do my thing

Iiiiiiii I’mma do this ting until the day I die

I’mma still do my

I’mma I’mma do my thing

Nothing but homicide thoughts in my brain

Revenge in my heart

Wacking a man

There is no satisfaction

Let us spend the rest of life in pain

Anything I did, I’d done it in vain

.22 gotta start making a change

Come a long way from knife-point robbery

Never got my eyes in a range

Still trying to get paid

Still in the studio feeling strange

Money going down and it slightly hurts

How long 'till I earn bax in the game

Got enough haters foxing again

MCs want to act bad in the game

But they don’t know I assumed that I doubted the game

My baby’s mother drives me insane

Hints of my girl when I mention her name

She wants to act so stupid

She said she was going to take my daughter away

But I won’t have that

So any money you want have that

You will get paid

Just make sure I see my daughter’s face

HOOK