Us ft. Jusstheloyal & Turbeazy Lyrics

Woah, yeah

I just do what feels right

I just do what feels right

I just do what feels right

I just do what feels right

I gotta make decisions that's gon' change my life

I gotta make decisions that's gonna get me the bag

I gotta make decisions that's gonna make them mad

I gotta make decisions, I gotta do the math

And shit not adding up

Why these niggas think they tough

None of these niggas ain't getting the bucks

These niggas ain't fucking with us

These niggas ain't fucking with Juss

These niggas ain't fucking with Kali

I was down, now I'm up like a valley

Pour a 4 in my cup, now I'm drowsy

But I'm still on alert

I'm getting money, yo' feelings is hurt

You dead to me, I ain't holding a grudge

'Cause I came out the mud but you still in a hearse

Tired of all the fakes that always take from me

Just stay from me

Just stay from me

I don't want none of them near me

They said I couldn't do it like they dared me

I upped the score and now these niggas scary

These niggas riding waves just like the ferry

I had to move with caution and be weary

I had to take extra steps like a carry

Just to make sure I got real niggas near me

I keep my circle smaller than a cherry

Blowing up, turn that shit to a cherry bomb

It's just me and my brothers, and fuck all them others

And if you ain't with us then carry on

Gang gang, gang gang

Gang gang, gang gang

Gang gang, gang gang

Gang gang

Gang gang

I just do what feels right

I just do what feels right

I just do what feels right

I just do what feels right

I gotta make decisions that's gon' change my life

I gotta make decisions that's gonna get me the bag

I gotta make decisions that's gonna make them mad

I gotta make decisions, I gotta do the math

And shit not adding up

Why these niggas think they tough

None of these niggas ain't getting the bucks

These niggas ain't fucking with us

These niggas ain't fucking with Juss

These niggas ain't fucking with Turb

These niggas ain't fucking with Kali

These niggas be pussy they catty

Bitches be mad they moving so sadly

Turn to a beast, I've been holstering the maggie

Why you think that nigga always on one

Niggas chatting but they don't know nun'

They told me to follow my heart

I got the lick, I can't miss, it's a art

I know I tear us apart

I know I make shit hard

I know you been around the block but I done seen the whole boulevard

Yeah, me and the gang we next up

We taking shots from the neck up

She want the wood, this oak

Yeah she call me the professor

Hard times got me here, guess it wasn't all bad

Fam mad I don't call back

But at least they know where my heart at

I gotta make decisions that's gon' change my life

I gotta make decisions that's gonna get me the bag

I gotta make decisions that's gonna make them mad

I gotta make decisions, I gotta do the math

And shit not adding up

Why these niggas think they tough

None of these niggas ain't getting the bucks

These niggas ain't fucking with us