The Outsiders - Doing My Thang (feat. 95blaze, G Thirteen, RareGem Arie, Th30dy & Origin)

I just been doing my thang
Tryna deal with that shit on my brain
I be blowin' big blunts with the gang
Plottin' how to get riches, fuck fame, baby ion want none of that
I be taking trips up to space, one day I might go up to that bitch and I ain’t comin' back
Coming up in here you gotta come with facts, nothing less, get it off ya chest
Need my roll blue faces like a fucking smurf
Woke up on Pluto, but I’m smoking earth
My old bitch mad ion fuck wit' her
My new chick so bad I’m going to church
Wake up, blow gas, get straight to work
Tried to play yo song it was ass and too much purp
I play my song and she dance, started to twerk
She say this her jam, damn, I ain’t started the verse
My old bitch mad I got a new hoe
My new hoe mad I got a new bitch
I a turn a prudest to a nudist, true shit
It’s in my genes, but I’m not a Buddhist
She like damn you so stupid
Man you know I’m dumb as hell like a slow student
Sick I thought you could tell, sick I thought you knew it
Talk slick get smacked in your shell, snail lil' goofy
Yo bitch wanna do me, probably give me some coochie
I ain’t worried or moving 'cause her ass just a groupie
She be harassing and choosing, might just fuck off my music
You could be swiping or shooting, don’t give a fuck what you doing
I just been doing my thang
Tryna deal with that shit on my brain
I be blowin' big blunts with the gang
Plottin' how to get riches, fuck fame, baby ion want none of that
I be taking trips up to space, one day I might go up to that bitch and I ain’t comin' back
Coming up in here you gotta come with facts, nothing less, get it off ya chest
Can’t nobody stand in my way, can’t nobody bring me down
Nigga stand back, watch the wave
You ain't on my level, it'll be ok
Yes I'm the truth, bitch who is you?
Don't give a damn, ain’t in my plans
I'm doing me, you do what you can
All on my team, you been talking cash
Don't be afraid to admit you a fan
On my go up ain't no way I'ma land
Overlapping on your left I’ma pass
Built endurance, see you coming in last
Still don't fuck wit' pork, boy you a ham
Elevate my worth, been doin' math
On my leader shit, I'll show you the path
Better keep up, got my foot on the gas, ooh
I just been doing my thang
Tryna deal with that shit on my brain
I be blowin' big blunts with the gang
Plottin' how to get riches, fuck fame, baby ion want none of that
I be taking trips up to space, one day I might go up to that bitch and I ain’t comin' back
Coming up in here you gotta come with facts, nothing less, get it off ya chest
Welcome to my world, we live in the land of the free
They won't hand us diamonds and pearls
So nigga you if made it teach me how to make it so
It won't be a fuckin' problem while we living in this world, but you selfish
Ain’t my fault she can't help it
Ain’t my fault she caught feelings and felt it
Ain’t my fault this beat brutal and that sick
Ain’t my fault she slipped, fell, right on my tip and
My dick got big while it's in her outside looking in
3030 That nigga, I'm a killer with the rhythm
Made a poor bad decision just to ever go against him
You a gram lil' nigga where my loud at? Nigga fuck that
Fuck you mean? Look, I ain’t saving hoes, they been waiting for
Me and radio, number one fasho
I'm in stereo type
I’m back n fourth in love wit' a dyke
It ain't my fault if that's what I like
It ain't my fault if her friends wanna come join in
To make one hell of a night, 'cause I’m that
Nigga, nigga fuck you mean
I was raised by the killers and dealers my niggas
My hittas just wanna be ninjas, my niggas
They cut it and flip with precision, my nigga, god damn
I just been doing my thang
Tryna deal with that shit on my brain
I be blowin' big blunts with the gang
Plottin' how to get riches, fuck fame, baby ion want none of that
I be taking trips up to space, one day I might go up to that bitch and I ain’t comin' back
Coming up in here you gotta come with facts, nothing less, get it off ya chest
I been spinnin' out my mental
Trying to be the best and finesse what I’m into
I want the belt, that’s simple
I’ll take the money and the fame
If it come with the game
Like one and the same
I just been doing my thang
I just been making my name
Trying to make ice out the snow and the rain, like busting a chain
Yo, I’m going up with the gang
They won’t look at us the same
When we hit the stars, dust 'em like Mars
We on a whole another plane
Talking G5, I don’t hide when I’m in disguise
It’s not your type of fly
Don’t live your kinda life
That’s that Ramen and rice
I need a pie not the slice
Give me the cake and the candle
I just been doing my thang
Tryna deal with that shit on my brain
I be blowin' big blunts with the gang
Plottin' how to get riches, fuck fame, baby ion want none of that
I be taking trips up to space, one day I might go up to that bitch and I ain’t comin' back
Coming up in here you gotta come with facts, nothing less, get it off ya chest

Written by:
Arienne Holland, Branden Horner, Drake Glover, Jaquan Frierson

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