Doing My Best

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Two of the best in the coast of the West (know it)

Talk down on my neph, you better hold your breath (watch your mouth)

Fancy footwork, I know the steps

Flexin' calf muscles, show the strength, mullet to my shoulder-length

Stadium lights, cameras, and action, gave a sneak peek

And faded into black, and it was time for the main attraction (fuckin' slippin' into darkness)

Might need a mink made of chinchilla

Even laid up in a villa, still beat my chest and stay gorilla

On God, Heaven, and every holy scripture (all of 'em)

These are snapshots, I'm givin' you a focused picture (look)

I fixed the verse up, I'm a known fixture

Pain and grief, that's a cold mixture

I been through all the motions

The people who hurt you the most be the ones you close with

I had put my album out, niggas ain't even post it

Guess they thought I ain't notice, yeah, that shit had me rollin'

People you don't know show you more love than ones you do

I think I'm the only one tellin' it when it come to the truth

I make beats, still fuck 'em over, it come to the booth

Love to Rodney B, four years old, I was learnin' from Troop

Robertson Park, "Whatever It Takes" video shoot

Showed me I was destined for this moment, we headin' into

Uh, my fingers frozen, it's inside a cube

I'm ridin' a wave, I'm currently inside a tube (inside it, yeah)

Find a trapdoor in a tractor, go inside the loop

The plays fallin' in my lap, don't even gotta scoop (uh)

Varsity jackets with the letterman patches

I bake muffins and I set 'em in batches (nice)

Everythin' geometric, I'm a Fendi sign (chart)

You a robot, you work on an assembly line (come on, man)

20 specialists to screw in a lightbulb (how many?)

Might as well be at the circus usin' a tightrope

I will project, there's no need to move the mic close

Breakin' somethin' down while I'm leanin' up on a light post (yeah)

This make me wanna polish up a dirty rifle

Go psycho, Alfred Hitchcock

Big Hit got big blocks, this ain't for TikTok, this real life

When real niggas make it big, yeah, that's what it feel like

Niggas try to dim my future, nigga, but it's still bright

We been makin' real films

They just gettin' hip to the movement, but I been him

They thought they was stabbin' on me, I had went and killed them

Turnt the regular club into the strip club 'cause niggas got stripped

Fuck participation, we in for the chip

Sendin' out a much love to my most solid ones

Touch down out the bing and my dawg got a buzz

Silence is power, sometimes you gotta keep shit between you and God

Send a prayer for spots got raided by the SWAT

This one is for project girls raised in Watts

I fuck with 03, mafia business, mob like the Sopranos, peep the pianos

Fades in the back of apartments, nigga, we ran those

Life will put you on the spot, yeah, this shit is a test

They asked me what I been doin', I been doin' my best

Bitch-ass nigga, stop fuckin' (whoo-hoo-hoo-hoo)

Yeah, yeah, come on