Lotta Doe Lyrics

Left a couple niggas in the cold

But not out of spite

Fuck it I was down before

One time even trapped some white

Grew up in the sticks

Where the birds would sing like Gladys Knight

Got a couple scars

But that's way before I had a pipe

True Glow on my shit

So my sites are glowing in the dark

I don't know what happened to me lately

I don't have no heart

Feel like everybody switching up

Need to play they part

Came out eating sushi when they tried to feed me to the sharks

But that's the way it go

Served you to the street, they spit you back

Now you feel exposed

Fake shit never last

Why you can't take bronze and paint it gold

Out on Slauson Ave I met wit Nip

I'm just glad we spoke

Yea, so what's the status quo

If I step out and don't like the vibe

Then I have to go

When you see me I'm already high

Still I have to smoke

And if they ask what's my nine to five

I say Lotta Doe

Lotta Doe

I get a lotta doe

Lotta Doe

I get a lotta doe

Lotta Doe

I get a lotta doe

Don't ask what I'm spending

Please just mind your business

Lotta Doe

I get a lotta doe

Lotta Doe

I get a lotta doe

Lotta Doe

I get a lotta doe

Don't ask what I'm spending

Please just mind your business

Yea, ugh

And I never fold

I been the Fresh Prince

Since like ten years old

Rocking 13's like I'm Jesus Shuttlesworth

Walking on this beat and eat this shit until my stomach hurts

I get high as ET

Niggas really extra, see they copy tryna be me

Hit that Moon Rock and liftoff ASAP

This that RiRi

Back at MPS made my first song wit Haak and TG

Now I make a lotta dope

And turn that to a Lotta Doe

Lotta Doe

I get a lotta doe

Lotta Doe

I get a lotta doe

Lotta Doe

I get a lotta doe

Don't ask what I'm spending

Please just mind your business

Lotta Doe

I get a lotta doe

Lotta Doe

I get a lotta doe

Lotta Doe

I get a lotta doe

Don't ask what I'm spending

Za'd up

Working harder

Till I pass out

Real shit

My hearts scarred up

Why I lash out

These niggas

Should be happy I don't bring the mask out

College boy

I don't gotta do crime just to cash out

Still though

Try me and you probably going to get clapped down

Not the way that I was raised, but I got to be cautious

All the times I been betrayed, it got me feeling heartless

Smoking Za to cure the pain, I do that till I'm nauseous

Still high

When I wake up

But I work hard

Motivated when people fuck wit the shit I'm working on

Finally fucked that bitch from Singapore, she had my shirt on

Salty waves out on the Pacific is what I surf on

Perfect

How I ride it

I'm Kelly Slater

Tell me your name and I already forget three seconds later

Too much on my mind

And I'm always up on my worst behavior

And if you could see my destiny then I'd be worth a favor