Doing What We Gotta - Hi-Rez

My raps can break your vertebrae

I’m perfectly imperfect

I’m the southern lurkin

Without a purpose except to determinate

California governor

Fuck it i’m not in love with her

Bust it right on the comforter

Drinking that southern comfort

Till i’m on another planet

Got more karats than rabbits

Causing havoc with a baddy

That half Asian and Spanish

Constantly calling me wannabe

Probably not as hot as me

Honestly got this shit up in a bag like colostomies

I’ma loosen my belt

Cause i’m getting hungry as hell

Feasting up on these beats

They should lock me up in a cell

Don’t let me off of the leash

Fuck a peace, keep the peace

No more coffins for other brothers sisters nephews and nieces

Someone tell me why do they envy me

Sipping on this Hennessy

Mentally so ahead of these rappers I got the remedy

Liquor on rocks we don’t mix it up like chemistry

Was in and out of therapy

Just praying for serenity

We just doing what we gotta

Having others backs on the wall

When i get up when i fall

We just doing what we gotta

We ain’t worry about y’all

Cause we still gonna ball

We just doing what we gotta

We just doing what we gotta yeah

We just doing what we gotta

We just doing what we gotta

We just doing what we gotta yeah

We just doing what we gotta

We just doing what we gotta

Teachers told me I wasn’t shit and rap was a cop-out

Here I touch a hundred racks and i’m a college drop out

Bars like Mayweather mixed with SQL… Knockout

Curry with the shot with the block now

Women would ignore me and never gave me their number

But now they tweetin me asking me if i’m coming home this Summer

Enemies and friends I can’t tell them apart.

Stress

I’ve got a lot like i’m selling them cars

Everything I spit is fact

You spitting that fake shit

Got this homie up crazy

Wrote up a couple prescription

Nowadays snakes walking and talk

They don’t do no hissing

If I want it I go out and get it

I don’t do no wishing

I was biking to the studio

No money in my pocket

For a little while we had no water in the faucet

Was spitting twice shy

I’m living hell’a cautious

I don’t like these new rappers

I’m bumping Christopher Wallace

We just doing what we gotta (III’x time)

Having others back on the wall

When i get up when i fall

We just doing what we gotta

We ain’t worry about y’all

Cause we still gonna ball

We just doing what we gotta

We just doing what we gotta yeah

We just doing what we gotta

We just doing what we gotta

We just doing what we gotta yeah

We just doing what we gotta

We just doing what we gotta (IIx time)