Jackboy – Gotta Do Lyrics

 

Gotta Do Lyrics by Jackboy

 

My momma told me keep on shittin on whoever done went against me
I’m not beefin with that n**** nah dude really my lil sister
I’m not beefin with that n**** nah he pussy he really on his period
I don’t give a fuck who say he thuggin he really fakin n**** I ain’t hearin it
I don’t give a fuck you feel some type of way n**** do whatever you gotta do
I’m not Ben Simmons with this shit n**** I’m gonna hit every time I shoot
I keep my distance from these n***** they walkin around with a bitch n**** flute
It be just me and my pistol I ain’t steppin out here with no group
It be just me and myself in that Lamborghini ridin with that pistol
I got money to keep my company I ain’t tryin to hang with these n*****
I got money to keep me company but it can’t take away the pain
I done been through so much shit I can peep when you runnin game
Can’t treat me like a lame I’m alert I’m stayin focused
I’m rollin right now off of a perc goin with the motions
I keep a glock lined got em thinkin I’m from Orlando
I’m puttin up big numbers I’m too much for them to handle
My momma told me keep on shittin on whoever done went against me
I’m not beefin with that n**** nah dude really my lil sister
I’m not beefin with that n**** nah he pussy he really on his period
I don’t give a fuck who say he thuggin he really fakin n**** I ain’t hearin it
I don’t give a fuck you feel some type of way n**** do whatever you gotta do
I’m not Ben Simmons with this shit n**** I’m gonna hit every time I shoot
I keep my distance from these n***** they walkin around with a bitch n**** flute
It be just me and my pistol I ain’t steppin out here with no group
I did not make it up out the projects just to come back to try to chill
Why the fuck would I bring you with me been knew your love wasn’t real
I been stackin up my dollars they ain’t happy they hatin on the low
You will never get your flowers while you’re here they don’t want you to grow
I heard there’s smoke so I keep that blickie real near ima let it blow
Type to bag a n**** then I go steer clear and hide on a boat
I’m not Ben Simmons with this shit when I shoot my shot it’s more precise
I’m like Curry with that pole I won’t miss tryin to take his life
My momma told me keep on shittin on whoever done went against me
I’m not beefin with that n**** nah dude really my lil sister
I’m not beefin with that n**** nah he pussy he really on his period
I don’t give a fuck who say he thuggin he really fakin n**** I ain’t hearin it
I don’t give a fuck you feel some type of way n**** do whatever you gotta do
I’m not Ben Simmons with this shit n**** I’m gonna hit every time I shoot
I keep my distance from these n***** they walkin around with a bitch n**** flute
It be just me and my pistol I ain’t steppin out here with no group
I don’t need to crew nah