Ain't doing enough!

Oh Bring it back Lil' nine Why are you so sad? Yuh-yuh Got the paper chasing in the bag Want more life, no extending mags I don't know why these boys looking sad Guess they expected something rad Got the paper chasing in the bag Want more life, no extending mags I don't know why these boys looking sad Guess they expected something rad If you don't know me, I don't really act Are they trying to test me? Trying to get me to react I don't know these people I guess they're really mad Watching me shine while they're laying on their backs Y'all ain't living and it says it in your name You older but I'm a lil' bro you a lame You ain't really about it you just a fake Stay singing on a frame while you hate Shut your little little glossy tamed We ain't the same You repping from somewhere you ain't I'm doing too much Y'all ain't doing enough Nah we ain't the same Stay jacking other styles So you so brave And a grey And a lame You pray I make what others don't make But I make it until you give your wasted talent, you a gay Ah You stank You think you make music But you really just want fame You's a kind of mistake, the one I wouldn't take Y'all really be acting like some divas While me and my team; we be up! Got the paper chasing in the bag Want more life, no extending mags I don't know why these boys looking really sad Guess they expected something really rad Got the paper chasing in the bag Want more life, no extending mags I don't know why these boys looking sad Guess they expected something rad Got the paper chasing in the bag Want more life, no extending mags I don't know why these boys looking sad Guess they expected something rad Guapyboy