[Verse: Traffic]
Okay, yeah I'm doin' it, yup
I'm doin' my shit, don't worry 'bout it
Don't worry 'bout nothing, n***a
I be doin' my shit, I be doin' my shit
I be doin' my, I be doin' it and doin' it and doin' it and doin' it well
I be doin' it and doin' it
I be doin' my shit, my shit, my shit, my shit
I be doin' it and doin' it and doin' it and doin' it well
I be doin' it and doin' it
And don't you worry 'bout it
N***a, don't worry 'bout it
I got these n***as hatin', bitches fakin', police watching me
I be doin' my shit, just that new shit
Just that high shit, the top of the top bit
I'm the talk of the conversation, n***as behave
I see these bitches billa talkin', waitin'
You get no dollars, get [?]
I ain't trippin', you could get kicked out
Catch me on the block swervin' out the whip though
Catch me with a bitch, put her on fit
[?] to hold the shit
Then watch my back, while I do my shit
Let me take care of this, take care of that
Take care of kids, n***as is wack
N***as be plottin', n***as get back
Before that thing go clack, wrrah!
And don't you worry 'bout it
N***a, don't worry 'bout it
I be doin' my shit, I be doin' my shit
I be doin' my shit (Ooh), I be doin' my
I be doin' my shit, I be doin' my shit (Ah)
What you doin'?
I be doin' it and doin' it and doin' it well
I be doin' it and doin' it
I be doin' my shit, you know I had to do this
I got these n***as hatin', bitches fakin', police watching me
Doin' my shit, you know what? I need a toilet [?]
Aww, I need some toilet paper (Why?)
I be doin' my shit, pulled up in that new whip
Dropped the old one like I dropped my old bitch (Aw)
That's so cold [?]
Why you treat me so old?
I'm like bitch, don't act brand new
Everything I do, real life is not new
[?] is too, dripped out in blue (Aw)
I be doin' my shit, you ain't shit
You broke like me, just like a n***a in jail tryna be like me
Tryna talk like, "Uh, I had this I did, I had that I did"
So what n***a? I don't care, you n***as is weird
Sour ass n***as, but a hour ass n***a
I'm getting payed by the minutes and the seconds
You hour ass n***a
And don't you worry 'bout it
N***a, don't worry 'bout it
I got these n***as hatin', bitches fakin', police watching me
I be doin' my shit, I be all on your bitch
She be all on my dick, she be all in the bag, giving head
Doin' it and doin' it and doin' it well
Whip from the streets, to the pent, to the cell
Back to the streets, I'm doin' me
I be doin' my shit, [?]
'Cause I fuck n***a bitch
Leaving n***as sleep
[?]
Budgie on the beat, n***as got a budget with they beat
I ain't worried 'bout nothin', n***a I ain't worried 'bout nothin'
Run up on me more, I get the [?]
Fuck the talkin', end of discussion
And don't you worry 'bout it
N***a, don't worry 'bout it
I got these n***as hatin', bitches fakin', police watching me (Oh)
Traffic, n***a I'm the captain
Put the punch with it
You n***as [?] you can get it
Big man, giant, n***as midget
From the streets to the cell, had to do it by myself
Say what, I ain't heard enough
Got them hatin', got them waitin', got them fakin'
But you know I ain't trippin'
And I still go, do my shit
Don't you worry 'bout it
N***a don't worry 'bout it
Because I'm doin' it and doin' it and doin' it well
I be doin' it and doin' it all by myself (Oh)
You know why? 'Cause I'm on it, I'm on it
What you on? I'm on my shit