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Do what I gotta

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[Verse 1] Came up where the love ran short Handshake, half-smile, full lie in the porch light Learned quick, every favor got teeth Every open arm hiding one more price Trust got picked like a clean lock Heart got hit like a cheap shot Now I treat names like they state props Faces change, but the game not I was tryna be the good kid They was tryna get a good lick Now my compass is a cut list If you cross once, you a ghost print I see halos in the daytime Turn to barcodes by the late night Everybody swears they on your side ’Til your hunger start to match their appetite [Chorus] I do what I gotta, that’s law Blood on my hands, not paws Pray what you want, I score Saints in the dirt, I soar (yeah) Back to the wall, I claw Cold in my chest, still raw You play nice, you fall I bend rules ’til they all break off [Verse] Look, uh Move with the power, talkin' muscle, gotta push the weight Mind full of scullys, on my grind, doin' what it takes Get it out the mud or the snow, long as I'm gettin' cake I been workin' hard, if you lazy, can't participate Time to switch the play, feel like Tom Brady Took my mind off the old bitch, she was drivin' me crazy Was my bottom girl, tried to use the trap as a baby Wasn't worried 'bout my goals, tried to hold the kid back Now I'm focused, uh I can't let these distractions ruin the motion Try to line me up, then I'm blowin' it open I'm not a coward, the reason why I got my promotion It's time to shower me with money, y'all was wastin' my time That I can't get back, better break bread with a dime Get my chips stacked, never fumble with a grind 'Cause if you want a shot with the best, then I am one of a kind [Chorus] I do what I gotta, that’s law Blood on my hands, not paws Pray what you want, I score Saints in the dirt, I soar (yeah) Back to the wall, I claw Cold in my chest, still raw You play nice, you fall I bend rules ’til they all break off [Verse] So many missteps in my mission to be Mister Monopoly On the golden brick road Paving my pockets properly I'm still panning for gold They'll take a shot at the throne They know I'm poppin', no bubble, I'm bout to bust up the globe Because the one who has it is the one who wants it And those who don't have it will try to stop it You don't have to get it to know you got it You got to get it, know you don't got it When I'm in the zone, my voice like Thelonious on the keys I only compete with clones of me These golden geese and red rubies don't do a thing for me For now, I'll take a medal Keep it for memories [Chorus] I do what I gotta, that’s law Blood on my hands, not paws Pray what you want, I score Saints in the dirt, I soar (yeah) Back to the wall, I claw Cold in my chest, still raw You play nice, you fall I bend rules ’til they all break off [Chorus] I do what I gotta, that’s law Blood on my hands, not paws Pray what you want, I score Saints in the dirt, I soar (yeah) Back to the wall, I claw Cold in my chest, still raw You play nice, you fall I bend rules ’til they all break off