(Hook: Doom Squad)

You could love what I'm bumpin

Or you could hate it

Either way you gone watch me do my thing

(watch me do my thing)

You don't got love then you fronting

That's unrelated

Either way you gone watch me do my thing

(Watch me do my thing)

(Verse: Doom Squad)

Yeah, look

The generation of the wack rapper's up

I got some tricks up my sleeve and a backpack of stuff

You want some vibe? You know the time

Know it's half-past you suck

You need an instinct; translation: back that shit up

You in my business though you meddle too much

The adrenaline in my pain caused through metal to dust

I'm just tryna blow some steam like when a kettle erupts

My life is like some LSDs, such an incredible rush, ay

I bet you bitches nose's itching like a coke addiction

I bet your coalition, like you dropped the soap in prison

But you ain't know I'm getting dough like I was Homer Simpson

Always throwing shit cause yall be softer than some boneless chicken, woah

I run the game no matter whose shoes in it

And you gone lose or get in the black magic, voodoo to it

You don't really know what's in front of your face

I be the one, you be loving to hate

I was to win before you started running the race

(Hook: Doom Squad)

You could love what I'm bumpin

Or you could hate it

Either way you gone watch me do my thing

(watch me do my thing)

You don't got love then you fronting

That's unrelated

Either way you gone watch me do my thing

(Watch me do my thing)

(Verse: Doom Squad)

I'm a hustler, homie

If you's a customer, homie

The chances are, ain't really trusting you homie

I'll admit it you aight, but I don't fuck with ya homies

I told ya, homeboy to beat it, and then your homegirl to blow me

I'm out of control, g a shot to the dome first

Nobody see no shit like this is Kendrick "Control" Verse

Blessed with an old curse, ya cough and get snow-hearse

You acting hard, bitch I get so worse

Ignorant hearted to the ones who beneath me

Taking my seat, and triple axes, I'll hop on they face

Niggas hated, now when I spit a gang of rhymes

Pistol faded, where your mind?

Baby thanks for making time

For a real me, real me

To fuck me, I been popping pills lately, meals daily

Say you love me when you still hate me, I'm real crazy

Fuck the world that's how I feel lately, what's the deal baby?

(Hook: Doom Squad)

You could love what I'm pumpin

Or you could hate it

Either way you gone watch me do my thing

(watch me do my thing)

You don't got love then you fronting

That's unrelated

Either way you gone watch me do my thing

(Watch me do my thing)

(Verse: CHVSE)

Yo, yo look, look

I been relaxed ever since I started spinning grass

Spitting raps, at the pent, while I'm skipping class

It was trash, always went for women with the thickest ass

But then I learned, that ain't the way to make the quickest cash

And with the fans, I hope to begin the star life

Thinking of clever flows, to show them I got my bars right

Carbine, put inside my mouth upon a Dark Knight

It's like addiction, so Viagara its a hard life

Ain't it something my name is made out of nothing?

But the steady dedication and with patience I made it something

Already laid the pavement for the greatness and now I'm coming

For whoever's busy hating and making the fake assumptions

I'm the dude who's abusing the use of slang

And with the painted and out a picture I do it like Dois Lane

Thrown away so much in my life, I'm a boomerang

Cause I'm always coming back to show'em I do my thang, real shit