Things I Do

Things I do I guess I better drop something I’m not bluffing Been sitting on a lot cuzzin I got dozens I got a box of the hot muffins Left em on the stove top for the whole block F*ck a road block my people came to party huh Had to get right I couldn’t go like Chris Farley what Loud pack like I’m revving up a Harley yup I hit the dab like I scored my first touchy, It’s still my rookie year I gotta hit em with the Dougie Uh I’m Quail man my pale hands They gotta mix it up It’s getting stale man F*ck if imma fail man That’s only adding to a win Lil mama wouldn’t have me so I had it with her twin And bad habits never end Tell me dreams come true Cuz man I ’m having it again Savage with the pen Twisting cabbage with his friends Riding round in a Honda but we plotting for a Benz It’s just things I do Nobody blow my high Don’t wanna heat my cool Got some things to say Peep these words I spew I been down so long I gotta birds eye view It’s just things I do Nobody blow my high Don’t wanna heat my cool Got some things to say Peep these words I spew I been down so long I gotta birds eye view When I get old man I want to be able to look back and say to myself I did what I wanted to do At all times I always did what I wanted to do I don’t want to look back and regret Anything Look Let me talk about my life Imma travel to these heights Y’all could see the storm coming huh It’s a bird it’s a plane Brandon Horn coming up Staying late writing rhymes Put some B in the buzz Put some drink in my cup I’m lifting em up Tell these fools to leave a message I was young and bumping Nas Got that shit inside my head And now u guessed it I’m well invested in how I sound I’m self impressing My shit ain’t dirty but we could kick it like I’m Messi And get to throwing the confetti Like I’m Andretti We cross the finish are u ready My moms spaghetti It’s on my shirt but I ain’t sweating no more Son I was pressed to the floor Became one with boards Heard a knock the door An opportunity came I signed the line with my name I put my eyes to the flame I’m tryna heat up my brain We not thinking the same It’s just things I do Nobody blow my high Don’t wanna heat my cool Got some things to say Peep these words I spew I been down so long I gotta birds eye view It’s just things I do Nobody blow my high Don’t wanna heat my cool Got some things to say Peep these words I spew I been down so long I gotta birds eye view