Puttin On - Don P

Looking back on it, at least I have no regrets

I was whiling as a youngin doing things for respect

4 in the morning and I’m zoning, ain’t slept

I’m writing all my wrongs, but this flow i perfect

What the fuck do you expect, every track, gets wrecked

And I’m abusing ya beat, but it ain’t from neglect

Haters talk alotta shit, but NEVER say it direct

And only god could judge, still they trying to object

Dear lord, dear lord, will you please have mercy

And give me wings, a Lambo mercy

I paid the price, but they saying I ain’t worthy

Sipping lean got me slow, stacking money in a hurry

Ain’t no worries, ain’t no worries, I’m back up in the booth

These rappers want to lie, they know I’m the truth

And you know I’m kind of gone, getting faded goose

And I been killing rhymes, now ya boy produce

Deuce

(Hook: Don Perion) x 2

I’m putting on, but bitch you know gone, gone

I’m putting on, but bitch you know gone, gone

I’m putting on, putting on

Putting on, but bitch you know I’m gone, gone

(Verse 2: Don Perion)

I was gone, but I’m back in the physical

Heard a few bitches hating, but I’m used to the ridicule

But even when I diss, I’m dissin… subliminal

I don’t give um any fame, what’s a private to general

I’m an animal, cannibal, man I’m something like Hannibal

N I’m feeling the hate, but its kind of understandable

Nobody ever made it, in the city I’m from

Nobody ever did, the type of shit that I’ve done

And, i ain’t bragging, i ain’t bragging, but yeah, i want my credit

So much money on my mind, i swear, i can’t forget it

Fuck a hater, yeah i said it, life’s a gamble, do not bet it

Watch the throne, ya, ill wet it, until the day i get it

The lord, keep on blessing me, haters, second guessing me

Life, keep on testing me, money, never stressing me

Give it whatever’s left of me, spit, with every breath in me

Feeling like the answer, so fuck if you try to question me

(Hook: Don Perion) x 2

I’m putting on, but bitch you know gone, gone

I’m putting on, but bitch you know gone, gone

I’m putting on, putting on

Putting on, but bitch you know I’m gone, gone