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Got to do you
Oh, you got to do you
Got to do you

[Dustinfool]
Makin' tunes
I used to keep ‘em trapped up in the lair
But it's growing now
And I gotta get my cut like hair
Had no buzz
I wasn't popping off while I was there
Flip the script
‘Cause now all they do is stop and stare
Y'all been sleeping on the dude
Where your ass was at
When I was sleeping in the stu
Dutty made it
Cooking beats I haven't ate enough
Plate it up, silver platters
I'm always serving up something new
Yeah, head up on a pedestal
Carousel spinning records
But I keep it unconventional (Blam!)
Knock sense out of the sensible
I flex the flexibility
‘Cause what I got is special

Got to do you (got to do you)
Got to do you (oh, you got to do you)
Got to do you (got to do you)
Got to do you

Got to do you, true to you, do you
And if it ain't you, it ain't cool
Don't worry about them other fools, you
Got to do you (oh, you got to do you)
Got to do you, true to you, do you
And if it ain't you, it ain't cool
Don't worry about them other fools, you
Got to do you

Expectations
You can guess but never know for sure
Sure to miss
But it's a mystery with a simple cure
Motivation
There's a rationale for anything
Pitch the pretense
Find yourself and do your thing
Mm (mhmm)
I'm doing what I want to do
Feeling what I'm dealing
Making it cooler than the truest blue
So (what?)
Never knowing where it's gonna go and
I'm taking on that I road
I'm never caring about the one below
My way
It's the highway, the right way
It might go left
But it goes wherever I say

Sticking to it
You know I'm doing it and doing it
Look out below
When the thunder rolls, I'm crashing through it

Got to do you (got to do you)
Got to do you (oh, you got to do you)
Got to do you (got to do you)
Got to do you

[Dustinfool]
Got to do you
I'm used to it
These other rappers gluteus
Booty, enthusiastic enthusiasts
Lose their mind, not so studious
Off my rhymes, I'm not new to this
I'm a rapping, not so singing music fiend
And I've got an itch
Feeling like I'm the man
Sitting, dropping heart onto the beat
Like I'm a Donald fan
All I know is me
You've gotta tell me who you are again
I'm living in the moment
Time stops when I'm walking in
I do me, you doing you
I don't mind you eyeing me, idoling
But I'm Dustin, fool
And I bet you ain't no Dustinfool
But I bet you pay attention
When the choirs preaching out to you

Got to do you (got to do you)
Got to do you (oh, you got to do you)
Got to do you (got to do you)
Got to do you

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