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What i do

[Intro – 4 bars | sparse keys, low bass creeping in] Yeah... I might've been born at night Just wasn't last night (2-beat pause — drums hit) [Verse 1 – laid-back pocket | hard kick and snare] I had a PhD in fucking up, graduated with honors Fuck around and find out.. put my stamp all up on her Kept blue lights in my mirror, warrants to blame Go to jail, post bail, never changed a thing Kept the same damn habits like they were lost and found Had my life looking like a circus, and I was the clown Got more charges than an unwanted Amazon Prime Been locked up so l pulled my time.. [PAUSE] plus nine years probation Paid my lawyers in cash, then wrote it off as donations (beat pulls back) Got so many mugshots, you'd think it was a yearbook If they filed all my paperwork, it'd be thicker than a phone book (bass drops out) What I know now, wish I knew back then Instead of turning a good night into court by ten (1-bar instrumental — bass rolls back in) [Chorus – half-sung, half-rapped | Hit rock bottom, hard as hell That saying stayed true, only time will tell From the pits of hell is where I found my clue Made a blueprint out of bullshit, yea thats what I do (What I do...) Hit rock bottom, hard as hell That saying stayed true, only time will tell From the pits of hell is where I found my clue Made a blueprint out of bullshit... (drums stop) Yea thats what I do (bass hit) [Verse 2 – drums return | more bounce] Back then they called me BK Just like Burger King, I was havin' it my way Get paid on Thursday, broke by Friday Had me like 50 First Dates, same shit every day Never been much for sitting around If I wanted something, I went and tracked it down Made good money, watched it disappear If life was a game, I'd be player of the year I done punched that clock, I done worked that ground Watched a sure thing leave when it all broke down Had a pocket full of nothing and a head full of plans So I took what I knew and started using my hands (flow switches) I ain't looking back, ain't keeping score Going somewhere I never been before (2-bar instrumental) [Chorus – full energy] Hit rock bottom, hard as hell That saying stayed true, only time will tell From the pits of hell is where I found my clue Made a blueprint out of bullshit, yea thats what I do (That's what I do...) Hit rock bottom, hard as hell That saying stayed true, only time will tell From the pits of hell is where I found my clue Made a blueprint out of bullshit... Yea thats what I do [Instrumental – 4 bars | bass groove ] Yeah... Turn that motherfucker up [Verse 3 – hardest drums | quicker pocket] Nowadays I move different, got a lot more to lose Still the same motherfucker, just got better at the moves Im in the fast lane, switchin lanes, Let the whole thing loose (beat cuts) Got this bitch sounding like... It was Dr. Dre produced (bass slams back in) Same mouth, same drawl, I ain't changing the tone Took the long way around, still I made it back home They remember who I was, shit, I remember him too Difference is I know now what that motherfucker'll do I done lived enough stories for a season or two Some were rated for TV, some ain't make it through If the truth makes 'em nervous, let 'em sit with the facts I ain't cleaning up my history just to clean up the track Still a little hardheaded, still allergic to rules Only difference nowadays, I pick better ways to lose I ain't claiming perfection, never needed that shit Still raising some hell... (drums drop) Just ain't living in it (1-beat silence) [Final Chorus – full instrumentation] Hit rock bottom, hard as hell That saying stayed true, only time will tell From the pits of hell is where I found my clue Made a blueprint out of bullshit, yea thats what I do (What I do!) Hit rock bottom, hard as hell That saying stayed true, only time will tell From the pits of hell is where I found my clue Made a blueprint out of bullshit... (instrumental strips back) Yea... That's what I do [Outro – bass and keys only] Still got a little hell in me... I just don't live there no more (pause) Made a blueprint out the bullshit... Now look what I drew (bass hits once — cut)