Doing The Most ft. Rodo G Lyrics

I'm just out here getting my grip, while you're acting disabled

The shottie will make you flip like your ass was Kano

Now that's a K.O.

Give this man a halo

I'm forever with the shits when it comes to my payroll

I'm just here to stack it higher than a chandelier

KP ain't gone be here forever,

I know my time is near

It's that nigga Poppy,

Posted with Droopy

Sippin' on Carlos Rossi

I had to go out there and get it myself

Cause don't nobody got me

I'm grateful for getting hit by that car

And the ones who shot me,

Y'all never thought I'd make it this far

And now I'm extra cocky

I'm a product of the ghetto,

So I'm wildin' out

Livin' every day like my last

Because my time is now

Move forward, never stuck in the past

Watch me hold it down,

My music's at the top of the class

Now watch me move the crowd,

My life's about to burn up and crash

I wasn't seein' how,

But now I got a control of it that lasts

I ain't gon' lose it now

I'm just doin' what I gotta do to get where I gotta go

And yes, this paper, I am getting more of, so I'm getting dough

The ill ones in the building, and you already know we ready to lock and load

We straight up out the bottom from the streets where they told you it's way too hot to go

You only live once, that's why I'm doin' the most

Got a son and a daughter, so I do it for them both

On a mission, never slippin', always stay on my toes

I know the streets get too cold, but I ain't never once froze

Like the time when enemigos jumped me

Hate that I'm an all-star, hell yeah, like my Chuck T's

That's why them bitches love me, They likin' how it does me

I'm from the belly of the beast,

Where it can get ugly

In the Ox,

I'm too hot just like a blue flame

They wanna put me out,

Wanna see me on a new slain

Haters having mood swings,

Hatin' how I do things

Homie on the mic

I'm too fatal like I'm Hussein

Outlaw, immortal, drunk, drivin' my Mercedes

Gotta make this money, ain't gon' never let it make me

Like a hundred dollar bill, that can never change me

Me and KP got it poppin' like a 380

I'm Just doin' what I gotta do to get where I gotta go

And yes, this paper, I am getting more of

So I'm getting dough

The ill ones in the building, and you already know

We ready to lock and load

We straight up out the bottom from the streets

Where they told you it's way too hot to go