Do What I Can

So mama when I die, please hold it in your heart

It's love in a world of dark

I'll always be right by your side

And papa, when I leave

Who the fuck told you go be a ooter?

It ain't shit in 'em streets, fuck around die 'bout some beef

I ain't lyin' bro, find somethin' cooler

Never lie, you get packed as the ruler

In the crib, I'm still clutchin' the ruler (boom, boom)

You gon' look up like, "Fuck this whole shit" 'cause a what is gon' hit when you tryna maneuver

Foreign trucks when I'm tryna maneuver

Bullied up when I'm tryna maneuver

I'm tryna vent to the youth and just tell 'em the truth

Change your life, I ain't tryna lose you

Shit hit deep, I'm tryna do what I can

Y'all know ain't no lyin' to my fans

Grew up, bullets flyin', had to blam

I look up, so many dyin', what's the plan?

Thought I'd never change, couldn't do it

Quarter milli' chains so stupid

But I love my mains and that's what I claim

Mama told me gangs so stupid

Mama told me gangs so dumb

Mama told me gangs don't work

I got lost in these streets, she was watchin' me tweak

She get quarter but can't even hurt

God must ain't want me to die

It's just some real shit that happened, I'm lucky I'm even here rappin', coulda been in the sky

Shot in my neck and my chest, I weigh 165, even doctors like, "I ain't gon' lie"

Mighta did shop in Dubai

Dropped out early, don't know pie

Some shit inevitable, but it's on you to go better you

I ain't tryna hit the nine (yeah)

Who the fuck told you go be a ooter?

It ain't shit in 'em streets, fuck around die 'bout some beef

I ain't lyin' bro, find somethin' cooler (boom)

Never lie, you get packed as the ruler (boom)

In the crib, I'm still clutchin' the ruler (doo-doo)

You gon' look up like, "Fuck this whole shit" 'cause a what is gon' hit when you tryna maneuver

Foreign trucks when I'm tryna maneuver

Bullied up when I'm tryna maneuver

I'm tryna vent to the youth and just tell 'em the truth

Change your life, I ain't tryna lose you

Shit hit deep, I'm tryna do what I can

Y'all know ain't no lyin' to my fans

Grew up, bullets flyin', had to blam

I look up, so many dyin', what's the plan?

Tss, now we bein' realistic

I know niggas that prolly feel way about niggas

Just thinkin' 'bout how we done blitzed it

Never get this shit twisted

Nigga run up on me, he gon' be a statistic

I go back to my own lane and keep pushin' the message like we tryna fix this

They put violence for click-clicks

And suburban kids hypin' the comments, collect dick

And the part that they dismiss

My story, a Bronx nigga tryna get rich

Ain't gon' lie, I be loved

Independent, they eyein' the buzz

Rap about it, no lyin', it was

Couldn't make it here tryna thug

Who the fuck told you go be a ooter?

It ain't shit in 'em streets, fuck around die 'bout some beef

I ain't lyin' bro, find somethin' cooler

Never lie, you get packed as the ruler

In the crib, I'm still clutchin' the ruler

You gon' look up like, "Fuck this whole shit" 'cause a what is gon' hit when you tryna maneuver

Foreign trucks when I'm tryna maneuver

Bullied up when I'm tryna maneuver

I'm tryna vent to the youth and just tell 'em the truth

Change your life, I ain't tryna lose you

Shit hit deep, I'm tryna do what I can

Y'all know ain't no lyin' to my fans

Grew up, bullets flyin', had to blam

I look up, so many dyin', what's the plan?

You know, it honestly took me a little while for me to realize what I was doin'

The negative energy, the music we puttin' out

How it's affectin' my culture, and even how I live my day-to-day life, you know I'm tryna say? Like

I feel like the trend to hate your own kind and, you know, shittin' on everybody, tryna be tough and gangbangin' and shit, it's all stupid

And bein' honest, it did take me some years to realize it

I'm 25 now, and that shit all seem like it's corny

And I apologize for all the negativity I put in the air and misleadin' to the youth

That came from my behalf

And movin' forward, I'ma do what I can to, you know, better the trenches, better the youth, and shit

Ain't no positive role models right now, especially that come from the places like where I come from and shit

Tss, and I don't want y'all to take me wrong

I don't want y'all to think I'm sayin' like I ain't got no real fuck-ups

Like I know I ain't perfect and I did a lotta wrong, you know?

But I gotta acknowledge what's wrong and what's right

Just tryna do what I can

Who the fuck told you go be a ooter?

It ain't shit in 'em streets, fuck around die 'bout some beef

I ain't lyin' bro, find somethin' cooler

Never lie, you get packed as the ruler

In the crib, I'm still clutchin' the ruler

You gon' look up like, "Fuck this whole shit" 'cause a what is gon' hit when you tryna maneuver

Foreign trucks when I'm tryna maneuver

Bullied up when I'm tryna maneuver

I'm tryna vent to the youth and just tell 'em the truth

Change your life, I ain't tryna lose you

Shit hit deep, I'm tryna do what I can

Y'all know ain't no lyin' to my fans

Grew up, bullets flyin', had to blam

I look up, so many dyin', what's the plan?