[Intro: Mary Davis]
No one’s gonna love you
[Verse 1: Anthony Danza]
Fed niggas like EBT, even though BTS
I was missin’ meals, movin’ ‘round like UPS
I did it all, except let my mama see me stress
I was tryin’ map it out, word to GPS
Tryin’ to channel my net worth, word to CBS
They couldn’t see the vision, now, they gone see me fresh
Pulled out a few racks, wiped down the BBS
Still made time, made it joog at the CVS
Do it Danza, I’m thirty on the timepiece
Wakin’ with a dime piece, you know how I came
Quarter to a half to a whole to a nine-piece
I’m just tryin’ move this shit, so I can find peace
Label junky, you fuckin’ with the top brand
Recognize real, I ain’t fuckin’ with you off-brands
I’m all under the hood, I get to it
Ain’t nobody do it like I do it
[Chorus: Mary Davis & Anthony Danza]
No one’s gonna (Do it like I do it and run through it)
The way I do, nobody (Uh, get money)
No one’s gonna (Do it like I do it and run through it)
The way I do, nobody (Fuck bitches, get money)
[Verse 2: Young Doe]
Laid down over the puddle, let niggas walk over
Sacrificin’ so many nights, I had to start over
Came up with the blueprints
Niggas try to take my credit, but got a mismatched shoe-print
I feel the hate, lookin’ at my plate
I’m tryin’ to spread my wings and teach my niggas how to elevate
Can’t quit, bounce back and win
The game gone
Soon as you close your eyes and try to count to ten
Two-steppin’ on a black top
I came from a broken home, lightin' candles with a match box
I grew listenin’ to -40, stacked a hunid and forty
Invested thirty percent of that and hired employees
Still dreamin’, you niggas schemin’
I fell back, ain’t no “i” in team, I can’t relate to it
I built a plan, put a date to it
I know you niggas mad, ‘cause you can’t do it like I do it
[Chorus: Mary Davis & Anthony Danza]
No one’s gonna (Do it like I do it and run through it)
The way I do, nobody (Uh, get money)
No one’s gonna (Do it like I do it and run through it)
The way I do, nobody (Fuck bitches, get money)
[Verse 3: Joey Fatts]
No one could ever do it like I do
Stay with 8-balls, like a nigga played pool
So good at it, prolly should’ve stayed in school
But I’m on the I-40, turnin’ bitches to a mule
Under pressure, but the pressure make jewels
Italian leather wrapped in this Benz coupe
Watch your enemies ‘n your friends, too
Nine times out of ten, they knew the guys that slid through
I’ve been tryna keep it plain and simple, mama
Baby, but these streets hella detrimental
I drive her crazy, ‘cause this bangin’ shit is what I’m into
In the Mercedes, gang signs hangin’ out the window
(Where you from?)
The shit I’ve done been on my mental
It drive my crazy, got me feelin’ like my life in limbo
It’s not a maybe, gotta get it, and that’s plain and simple
Brand new 380
If you got it, I’m comin’ through your window
Fatts
[Chorus: Mary Davis & Anthony Danza]
No one’s gonna (Do it like I do it and run through it)
The way I do, nobody (Uh, get money)
No one’s gonna (Do it like I do it and run through it)
The way I do, nobody (Fuck bitches, get money)