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Testo Do My Thang
Testo Do My Thang
(Verse)
They call me, they call me, they call me
They call me same as old
And you never down messin around with these tracks
I can turn superman to a crippled, the illest kid, no in check
Chores I've been doing my thang homie
So I'm bout to teach them a lesson
Get going, or get going, I stay flyer than Jetsons They jet when they seen me,
Cause ain't no doubt, I'm too legit
When I first came into this rap game
All them lame critics were like
Who is this kid ?
And I'm Chris Miles and I'm loosin it
I be flowing like cruise Chevys
My whole crew told me I could make it
When other hands were down but I'm doing it like
(Verse)
Hello, let me introduce myself
I came into the game to make it light and go reduce the stealth
Who's the best can be see in
Followin his dreams I swear to God I am a god, so by God who don't believe in me preach
I am so offical, raps, that's where the kid you get left in the dust
I am a killer with lyrics get bump,
And all of my music, end of discussion, argh!
I'm bout my grind so all I say Scooty's lace
Never since a peson in the world could tell me that I ain't never ever gonna do my thang
(Hook x2)
Forget what they be sayin, I'ma do my thang
Haters you so mad cause I'ma do my thang
What you gonn do when I do my thang?
Forget em all cause I'm fin to go
Right ahead and do my thang
(Verse)
No sleep for hours and insomniacs
Everybody saying that this time he's back
We work hard and grind daily
But he swerving an derivative of Johnny Cash
And my rhymes after yall, rack em all
I'm gon lick a cat nip over cantelope
Bout my green, that panda flow
You can assume you look the hair right in Amber Rose,
I'm 13, enough said, I got the crazy sound, no dubstep
Everybody saying that I up next
Till we becoming to the top to success
Like wuddup homie I'm doing good
But we's up all night, you should get a look
To the start you're practical to do it, do it
I got the stupid fluence, I'm still flowin like uh
I been on my grind for a minute
Little hater tryina bring it, they gonn get it when I spit it
I go psychopath, I can't switch it up
I think that I'm on under some neighbor's rug
I'm slowin down for a second
Then burn a little vodka when I know my things speed it up
(Hook x2)
Forget what they be sayin, I'ma do my thang
Haters you so mad cause I'ma do my thang
What you gonn do when I do my thang?
Forget em all cause I'm fin to go
Right ahead and do my thang
They call me, they call me, they call me
They call me same as old
And you never down messin around with these tracks
I can turn superman to a crippled, the illest kid, no in check
Chores I've been doing my thang homie
So I'm bout to teach them a lesson
Get going, or get going, I stay flyer than Jetsons They jet when they seen me,
Cause ain't no doubt, I'm too legit
When I first came into this rap game
All them lame critics were like
Who is this kid ?
And I'm Chris Miles and I'm loosin it
I be flowing like cruise Chevys
My whole crew told me I could make it
When other hands were down but I'm doing it like
(Verse)
Hello, let me introduce myself
I came into the game to make it light and go reduce the stealth
Who's the best can be see in
Followin his dreams I swear to God I am a god, so by God who don't believe in me preach
I am so offical, raps, that's where the kid you get left in the dust
I am a killer with lyrics get bump,
And all of my music, end of discussion, argh!
I'm bout my grind so all I say Scooty's lace
Never since a peson in the world could tell me that I ain't never ever gonna do my thang
(Hook x2)
Forget what they be sayin, I'ma do my thang
Haters you so mad cause I'ma do my thang
What you gonn do when I do my thang?
Forget em all cause I'm fin to go
Right ahead and do my thang
(Verse)
No sleep for hours and insomniacs
Everybody saying that this time he's back
We work hard and grind daily
But he swerving an derivative of Johnny Cash
And my rhymes after yall, rack em all
I'm gon lick a cat nip over cantelope
Bout my green, that panda flow
You can assume you look the hair right in Amber Rose,
I'm 13, enough said, I got the crazy sound, no dubstep
Everybody saying that I up next
Till we becoming to the top to success
Like wuddup homie I'm doing good
But we's up all night, you should get a look
To the start you're practical to do it, do it
I got the stupid fluence, I'm still flowin like uh
I been on my grind for a minute
Little hater tryina bring it, they gonn get it when I spit it
I go psychopath, I can't switch it up
I think that I'm on under some neighbor's rug
I'm slowin down for a second
Then burn a little vodka when I know my things speed it up
(Hook x2)
Forget what they be sayin, I'ma do my thang
Haters you so mad cause I'ma do my thang
What you gonn do when I do my thang?
Forget em all cause I'm fin to go
Right ahead and do my thang
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