Do Better (feat. G.M.F. Reese)

We toting 30's wherever We serving grams wherever You aint with the shooters Don't beef on computers Cause you can get wacked wherever We doing drills togehter Put you on a shirt whenever I was just broke, and I crawled through them trenches Had thoughts like I gotta do better Cause if you knew better, then you would do better Cause you can do better My heart in the trenches, my dog in them fences I sent him a letter If you knew better, then you would do better Cause you can do better Glock with extension, these bullets like rain Better grab an umbrella Easing that pain, when I catch yoll out lacking No talking that beef, you'll get killed over captions When we filming these clips, aint no cut, it's just action My foot on the pedal, when them blue lights be flashing I could hear streets talking, telling me to spazz Opposition keep calling, so we on they ass Right on that ruger, they like laser tag Her head is amazing, so I bought her knee pads Back in my bag, spazzing on verses Maybach a rental, FN close his curtains Free gun on my side, it aint no need to purchase Shoot til it's empty, drako out of service Streets is gone talk, when you live from the trenches Glock getting jealous when it don't get attention Show me my point, and don't do the sneak dissing FN come in handy, it end your existance Yeah, step on them grams, them extras They nodding off, that's pressure F*ck from the back, she feel special Yeah, yeah, murder for hire, stretch him Step on them grams, invest em' He joined the gang, we blessed him We toting 30's wherever We serving grams wherever You aint with the shooters Don't beef on computers Cause you can get wacked wherever We doing drills togehter Put you on a shirt whenever I was just broke, and I crawled through them trenches Had thoughts like I gotta do better Cause if you knew better, then you would do better Cause you can do better My heart in the trenches, my dog in them fences I sent him a letter If you knew better, then you would do better Cause you can do better Glock with extension, these bullets like rain Better grab an umbrella Smoke damn near got life nigga Not for money, not for murder Not for robbery, they put his ass on ice nigga I ain't fumbling, I aint going back to nothing I put that shit on my life nigga I aint running, I can't wait for you to come So I send your ass to Christ nigga If you owe me, pay me mines nigga I aint gone holla or talk, and let you read in between no lines nigga Bitch, I'll pay a shooter, to just come on through And just shut off your lights nigga Wrist should be broke or at least in a slink From whipping all this white nigga I would be rich if I just got a cent for every nigga I don't like nigga Mr.Policeman, stop following me, it aint gone turn out right nigga I'm not gone stop and get caught so the police can read me my rights nigga On top of that, I am not tryna end up just like Tamir Rice nigga No, not tonight nigga Watch these niggas, cause they'll sing on me Acapella everything on me I had a long day at work in these streets Call my girl, and see she do that thing for me And I'm gone respond to Chill Will Cause he probably got a new machine for me Cause I swear to God, I'ma live til I'm 80 You niggas nothing I aint seen homie We toting 30's wherever We serving grams wherever You aint with the shooters Don't beef on computers Cause you can get wacked wherever We doing drills togehter Put you on a shirt whenever I was just broke, and I crawled through them trenches Had thoughts like I gotta do better Cause if you knew better, then you would do better Cause you can do better My heart in the trenches, my dog in them fences I sent him a letter If you knew better, then you would do better Cause you can do better Glock with extension, these bullets like rain Better grab an umbrella