Doing The Most

Yessir- Aye Man, I pull up alone with no credentials A pistol on my hip, an extra magazine for issues Yo feel the way you want kid, the blunt sparked, I got my jaunt here Run up expecting exhibition, you'll meet the gauntlet Don't get the set skewed, I can think with my dick and I'm still an intellectual What the f*ck the vest gon do If I can aim up 9 inches and turn you to a vegetable Your last effort should just be yo last effort.. ain't no rhyme for that If anybody pull up to save you, trust me, they die for that Oh, you figured, you thought... cause I'm nice that I'm soft I'm Ric Flair to the South and Kawhi to the North The nozzle flare near your ear and leave you lying in sauce Is that the drip (Drip) drip until your brains fall out Yap ya jewels like that shit Billy and Fame talk bout I'm tryna boss up like Dame just came in my house berating me Even if I gotta sell cookies, the money's made Stop playing, you lost twice before you even picked up the game I got Carmen waiting for me backstage, nigga it's Blaze Or Kay Laquan, baby get it proper My name came from Meth and Just Blaze, not an opera The shot popper, clit slayer, she gon double back Like me cause I'm humble but she love me for the subtle brags And I'm coming back, shor' relax, don't you trouble that It's all yours baby, you don't need to have a bubble ass We was doing good baby, here ya go If ya mood changed, baby let me know Just gotta talk, for a nigga end up being a ghost Say you love me, don't off me, girl you doing the most If you doing good, nigga keep yo health up You see me booling thru ya hood, know I got the melter Cause it be them bum niggas always next in line for the smoke So niggas trip out this bitch bet I'm doing the most A nigga finna go up, get you touched, f*ck what you throw up Aye try my hand now I gotta go nuts Aye nigga think it's sweet, catch him getting treats from Dunkin' Donuts Muh fucka dropped his munchkins, when he saw the blowup Now I gotta go, incredible, don't make me spaz on em Blast em when the lights low and do the dash on em Probably pay the funeral, you know his dad don't want him Did all of that yapping, now he grinded in the grabba Nigga hold up, in the gym wildin, getting swole So I'm beating niggas asses right before I grip the pole Ya girl suspicious, man she was just with us, tryna bone Shorty girl bold, but what the hell I know Just know, I'm coming man, the son of Son of Sam, I'm working wonders and The loogie spit from the Uzi make you do the running man These niggas crazy, it's B L A Z coming right back With more hands for steady warfare and it's lights jack We can fight, and that's aight, but I despite that I rather take you off of here, cause you can't get yo life back You probably reincarnate as a bullet or something It's Kay Laquan, I'm the don, I ain't bullying nothing. It's all love We was doing good baby here you good It's all- It's all love If ya mood changed, baby let me know It's all- It's all love baby Niggas do not want that smoke Yeah Baby you already know, yeah Imma spaz on em Catch em when the lights low and do the dash on em You know his dad don't want him B L A