CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Stop Telling Me What to Do
My whole life has been just like this
(Yeah) Everyone tryna tell me to do some sh*t
(Stop telling me what to do) I'm always tellin' them to suck on my d**k
They're always tellin' me they- (This is a certified bop)
Ugly n***a came through with a weird-a** crew (Yeah)
Lookin' at me like, "Who the f**k are you?"
I'm myself, you're a clone
You're on d**k, no homo
GLA**HEAD sh*t, R.I.P Cap, b*t*h
What you think this is? My n***as on that bullsh*t (Life has been)
Life has been lit ever since I beat the tool kit
Everything you need and somebody don't notice
Know this, all you mad hoes are bogus
Bow your toes like the talent hogus
I mean hoe, yeah n***a, y'all know me
The f**kin' loser who was ugly and lonely
Now I got purpose
It ain't about the money, but a little ain't hurtin'
Is it Ian though? Yeah n***a, I'm Bert, don't wanna be the best
Give a f**k about first, and y'all n***as must be hurtin'
Youngin's little ego too urgent
I just make art till my pee-pee be spurtin'
I give no f**ks about how to pop off
I just do what I do, put a smile on my mom
If I blow up though, praise to Allah
Until then, okay bye, f**k off
My whole life has been just like this
Everyone tryna tell me to do some sh*t
I'm always tellin' them to suck on my d**k
They're always tellin' me they know better than the kid
But they (But they)
They do not though, don't come knockin' on my door
When I'm makin' dough
Yeah
Talkin' about, "London you should do this, London you should do that"
N***a-
N***a, I'm doin' what I want
Pu**y, like
N***a I don't care what I should be doin'
(Yeah) Everyone tryna tell me to do some sh*t
(Stop telling me what to do) I'm always tellin' them to suck on my d**k
They're always tellin' me they- (This is a certified bop)
Ugly n***a came through with a weird-a** crew (Yeah)
Lookin' at me like, "Who the f**k are you?"
I'm myself, you're a clone
You're on d**k, no homo
GLA**HEAD sh*t, R.I.P Cap, b*t*h
What you think this is? My n***as on that bullsh*t (Life has been)
Life has been lit ever since I beat the tool kit
Everything you need and somebody don't notice
Know this, all you mad hoes are bogus
Bow your toes like the talent hogus
I mean hoe, yeah n***a, y'all know me
The f**kin' loser who was ugly and lonely
Now I got purpose
It ain't about the money, but a little ain't hurtin'
Is it Ian though? Yeah n***a, I'm Bert, don't wanna be the best
Give a f**k about first, and y'all n***as must be hurtin'
Youngin's little ego too urgent
I just make art till my pee-pee be spurtin'
I give no f**ks about how to pop off
I just do what I do, put a smile on my mom
If I blow up though, praise to Allah
Until then, okay bye, f**k off
My whole life has been just like this
Everyone tryna tell me to do some sh*t
I'm always tellin' them to suck on my d**k
They're always tellin' me they know better than the kid
But they (But they)
They do not though, don't come knockin' on my door
When I'm makin' dough
Yeah
Talkin' about, "London you should do this, London you should do that"
N***a-
N***a, I'm doin' what I want
Pu**y, like
N***a I don't care what I should be doin'
