Doin Me(Explicit) - Trae Tha Truth

Doin Me (Explicit) - Trae Tha Truth/Nipsey Hussle/Lil Bibby
What the **** is the truth like
I don't believe in half the gossip these niggas talking
You ask me this some female **** I'm just doing me
Ni**a **** you worry about what I been doing
Instead of hating learn to keep it a G
I've been doing me
It's all good homie
It's all good baby
Niggas lifting like what the **** I expected
Caught up they feelings cause they feeling neglected
Since when this **** was cooling ****
But I guess these little niggas stuck in a wave of jealousy
I pray to God I don't get infected solid I'm blessed to be
How the **** you count another ni**a's pockets hating on em
Either cause he shining that woman you loved to bathe on em
Posted up talking in the hood
Though shoulda been in the field
Right inside of my zone you get blitzed while I receive a ill
The thought of posse is perfect timing the MV promise
Probably cause my hustle be punishing niggas being honest
I guess this my fault cause I win I got what I needed ni**a
I know its snakes that's why this your mind is ****** ni**a
Everyone wanted these shoes I hate to say they made to fit
Nothing but a ni**a known as king **** the bullshit
Follow my lead I might just help you in your last days
And show you how the real niggas do it minus your ****** up plays
I don't believe in half the gossip these niggas talking
You ask me this some female **** I'm just doing me
Ni**a **** you worry about what I been doing
Instead of hating learn to keep it a G
I've been doing me
It's all good homie
It's all good baby
I'm sick like throw up
Bibby got his dough up
Soon as you blow up
Niggas wanna show up
I do this **** for real with my youngins from the field
Said a word get em killed
And all of our mouths sealed yeah
**** a closed door ***** I got the master key
Niggas talk bout blasting me
I think the devil's after me
**** was looking bad for me
Though she was a crackhead
I thank my mom for having me
Only they told me
Get up off your a** B
Got up off my a**
Turn the ounces to a half a pea
Why you niggas mad at me
No limit did it all for my brothers
Couple homies turn to suckas
And show off they true colors **** em
Damn I ain't even tripping
These niggas *******
Been portrayed so many times its hard to trust
Kemosabe grade a ni**a all we got is us huh
I don't believe in half the gossip these niggas talking
You ask me this some female **** I'm just doing me
Ni**a **** you worry about what I been doing
Instead of hating learn to keep it a G
I've been doing me
It's all good homie
It's all good baby
Look I relate too much
Hope you make it just don't make too much
Kept it real these niggas fake as ****
And its gonna change you up
Gave you game and yeah it made you tough
Too tricky though so stay for what
I used to take the bus
Get too loose I had to tape you up
But I was grinding and saving up
I did my take around for a something wit amazing thrust
I pressed the gas in my favorite chucks
Shout it this kush that I'm blazing up
And the fact I ate stake for lunch
I wish my biggest haters know my cake is up
Kill my worst enemies wit my favorite gun
Yeah and that's the vision
Making no apologies for how I'm living
Look I had to get it
Give a **** how niggas feel that's not my business
I don't believe in half the gossip these niggas talking
You ask me this some female **** I'm just doing me
Ni**a **** you worry about what I been doing
Instead of hating learn to keep it a G
I've been doing me
It's all good homie
It's all good baby
Muh****a I've been doing me
Yo problems ain't got **** to do wit me
Yeah I had to get it on my own dawg
Had a steady caller so I had to cut the phone off