Doin’ Me lyrics
by Korban Baxter
[Chorus]
I be counting my money and minding my business
n*ggas be all in my business
Faking like they getting digits
Burning all over these bridges
n*gga, you already switching
Switching on gang complaining bout b*tches
n*gga, you really ain’t sh*t for real
Popping off Addys, you geeked for real
[Verse 1]
Baby, I’m living this life for real
Coming from Philly, you really want work now
Working On Dying, you sipping on purp now
n*gga, stop lying these n*ggas is hurt now
n*ggas just fake for sh*t
Counting up bands from neck to wrist
Getting my checks what’s next a crib
She giving me neck just checked my rizz
Yeah
Thank you I needed a break now
Stressing me out, you giving me breakdowns
Cutting me out, you really a snake now
Yeah
n*gga, you really so fake now
Betraying the squad you losing your plate now
n*gga, just die you really so lame now
[Verse 2]
n*gga, just getting me p*ssed now
n*gga, must think that I’m Vick now
Buddy must think that I’m a b*tch now
n*gga, just sit down, n*gga you sis now
n*gga, you really ain’t sh*t for real
Acting all friendly in front the girls
Tripping off Henny just popped the seal
n*gga, not sharing this Henny
n*gga, I’m wearing all Fenty
n*gga, you tweaking off fentys
Feeling like Weiland, I’m running these packs
Feeling like Rayman, I keep me a strap
Feeling like Paimon, how I resurrect
Feeling like Cayman, how I drip off my neck
Feeling Tony, got my goons on deck I’m talking the set
[Chorus]
I be counting my money and minding my business
n*ggas, be all in my business
Faking like they getting digits
Burning all over these bridges
n*gga, you already switching
Switching on gang complaining bout b*tches
n*gga, you really ain’t sh*t for real
Popping off Addys you geeked for real