"Do What I Can" lyrics
So mama when I die, please hold in your cry
Just know that when I'm gone
I'll always be right by your side
And lover when I leave—
Who the, fuck told you go be a ooter?
It ain't shit in them streets, fuck around die 'bout some beef
I ain't lying bro, find something cooler
Never lie, you get packed as the ruler
In the crib, I'm still clutching 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 lying to my fans
Grew up, bullets flying, had to blam
I look up, so many dying, 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 watching 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 rapping, could've been in the sky
Shot in my neck and my chest, I weigh one-sixty-five
Even doctors like, "I ain't gon' lie"
Modern day shopping Dubai
Dropped out early, don't know Pi
Some shit inevitable
But it's on you to go better you
I ain't tryna hit the nine
Who the, fuck told you go be a ooter?
It ain't shit in them streets, fuck around die 'bout some beef
I ain't lying bro, find something cooler
Never lie, you get packed as the ruler
In the crib, I'm still clutching 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 lying to my fans
Grew up, bullets flying, had to blam
I look up, so many dying, what's the plan?
Now we being realistic
I know niggas that probably feel way about niggas
Just thinking '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 pushing the message like we tryna fix this
They put violence for click-clicks
And suburban kids hyping the comments could lick dick
And the part that they dismiss
My story, a Bronx nigga trying to get rich
Ain't gon' lie, I be loved
Independent, they eyeing the buzz
Rap about it, no lying, it was
Couldn't make it here trying to thug
Who the,fuck told you go be a ooter?
It ain't shit in them streets, fuck around die 'bout some beef
I ain't lying bro, find something cooler
Never lie, you get packed as the ruler
In the crib, I'm still clutching 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 lying to my fans
Grew up, bullets flying, had to blam
I look up, so many dying, what's the plan?
You know, it honestly took me a little while for me to realize what I was doing. The negative energy, the music we putting out, how it's affecting my culture and even how I live my day-to-day life, you know what I'm tryna say? Like, I feel like the trend to hate your own kind and, you know, shitting on everybody, tryna be tough and gang banging and shit, it's all stupid. And being honest, it did take me some years to realize it. I'm twenty-five now and that shit all seem like it's corny. And I apologize for all the negativity I put in the air and misleading to the youth. That came from my behalf. And moving 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 saying like I ain't got no real fuck-ups. Like I know I ain't perfect and I did a lot of 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 them streets, fuck around die 'bout some beef
I ain't lying bro, find something cooler
Never lie, you get packed as the ruler
In the crib, I'm still clutching 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 lying to my fans
Grew up, bullets flying, had to blam
I look up, so many dying, what's the plan?
Just know that when I'm gone
I'll always be right by your side
And lover when I leave—
Who the, fuck told you go be a ooter?
It ain't shit in them streets, fuck around die 'bout some beef
I ain't lying bro, find something cooler
Never lie, you get packed as the ruler
In the crib, I'm still clutching 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 lying to my fans
Grew up, bullets flying, had to blam
I look up, so many dying, 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 watching 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 rapping, could've been in the sky
Shot in my neck and my chest, I weigh one-sixty-five
Even doctors like, "I ain't gon' lie"
Modern day shopping Dubai
Dropped out early, don't know Pi
Some shit inevitable
But it's on you to go better you
I ain't tryna hit the nine
Who the, fuck told you go be a ooter?
It ain't shit in them streets, fuck around die 'bout some beef
I ain't lying bro, find something cooler
Never lie, you get packed as the ruler
In the crib, I'm still clutching 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 lying to my fans
Grew up, bullets flying, had to blam
I look up, so many dying, what's the plan?
Now we being realistic
I know niggas that probably feel way about niggas
Just thinking '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 pushing the message like we tryna fix this
They put violence for click-clicks
And suburban kids hyping the comments could lick dick
And the part that they dismiss
My story, a Bronx nigga trying to get rich
Ain't gon' lie, I be loved
Independent, they eyeing the buzz
Rap about it, no lying, it was
Couldn't make it here trying to thug
Who the,fuck told you go be a ooter?
It ain't shit in them streets, fuck around die 'bout some beef
I ain't lying bro, find something cooler
Never lie, you get packed as the ruler
In the crib, I'm still clutching 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 lying to my fans
Grew up, bullets flying, had to blam
I look up, so many dying, what's the plan?
You know, it honestly took me a little while for me to realize what I was doing. The negative energy, the music we putting out, how it's affecting my culture and even how I live my day-to-day life, you know what I'm tryna say? Like, I feel like the trend to hate your own kind and, you know, shitting on everybody, tryna be tough and gang banging and shit, it's all stupid. And being honest, it did take me some years to realize it. I'm twenty-five now and that shit all seem like it's corny. And I apologize for all the negativity I put in the air and misleading to the youth. That came from my behalf. And moving 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 saying like I ain't got no real fuck-ups. Like I know I ain't perfect and I did a lot of 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 them streets, fuck around die 'bout some beef
I ain't lying bro, find something cooler
Never lie, you get packed as the ruler
In the crib, I'm still clutching 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 lying to my fans
Grew up, bullets flying, had to blam
I look up, so many dying, what's the plan?
Writer(s): Tione Merritt
