Esa Mighty - What It Do

I been going up my stock been smoking sativa
Need to find me some new haters all my old ones believers
Need to figure this shit out cause all our leaders mislead us
My friend you better guard your spirit play that defense like Revis
What it do boy
You ain't about to fit these shoes boy
Tell me you ain't heard the news
Why they tryna change the rules boy
Talking riri I'm a rude boy
Getting views remember chilling on the first floor
Go to war til we end up on the first tour
Run these laps til we riding in that new foreign
Pray for my people see the children they the most poor
Feel that fire burning man they bringing hell to Earth lord
Everybody telling me they got the answers
I just tell em I don't remember ever asking
I ain't tryna live like any of you bastards
Fuck a slave mighty owning all his masters
I'm here to talk some shit and leave you licking where I'm walking
Put that nail up to your head I'm the hammers here's the coffin
Like we playing left for dead, swear they're zombies way they walking
Man this beat is so retarding now I'm going Steven Hawking
Tell em this the second coming see em running clowns is loving it
Screaming fuck the law I lost my faith in all the governments
Moving underground I got my gophers they be tunneling
Eat at the foundation watch the whole thing come down crumbling
I been going up my stock been smoking sativa
Need to find me some new haters all my old ones believers
Need to figure this shit out cause all our leaders mislead us
My friend you better guard your spirit play that defense like Revis
What it do boy
You ain't about to fit these shoes boy
Tell me you ain't heard the news
Why they tryna change the rules boy
Talking riri I'm a rude boy
Getting views remember chilling on the first floor
What would I be doing if I wasn't doing music
Prolly in my grave getting rest I'd be snoozing
Paint my brains up on the wall cause I thought It'd be amusing
This world is really simple learn the rules and you'll be cooling
Get your mind right, stack a good amount of bread
Put your pride to the side leave the bitching for the dead
Put in double overtime then put in more when your ahead
When it's all said and done better do more than you said
Race coups photo shoots then get loot
Plant seeds I grow fruits keep your suits
Tall tales they claim truth with no proof
How is it that our own blood spill when we shoot
Man down man down ain't no paramedics
Pray that god on his side cause that's where he heading
Living like he playing dice hope he roll a seven
longer that I'm here the farther that I get from heaven
I been going up my stock been smoking sativa
Need to find me some new haters all my old ones believers
Need to figure this shit out cause all our leaders mislead us
My friend you better guard your spirit play that defense like Revis
What it do boy
You ain't about to fit these shoes boy
Tell me you ain't heard the news
Why they tryna change the rules boy
Talking riri I'm a rude boy
Getting views remember chilling on the first floor

Written by:
Esa Mohamed, Hugo Ceballos

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