Nipsey Hussle ft. Mozzy & Young Thug – I Do This Lyrics

(Intro – Sinister Pook)
Longwinded, running through this life like it was mine
Never settling, but setting every goal high
One thousand burpees on the path to my own destruction or success
But what is a mistake without the lesson?
See, the best teacher in life is your own experience
None of us know who we are until we fail
They say every man is defined by his reaction to any given situation
Well who would you want to define you?
Someone else or yourself?
Whatever you do, homie, give your heart to it
And stay strong

(Verse 1 – Nipsey Hussle)
Lot of ni**as fail, but I won’t
Lot of ni**as fold, but I cope
Lot of ni**as gone, but I’m home
Lot of ni**as off, but I’m on
Lot of ni**as lost on this road
Couple ni**as gave up their goal
Gang of ni**as traded their soul
But me, I’m standing on tip toes
Looking out my Benz window
Wonder where’d my friends all go
Scared to give my heart to this girl
Paranoid she gon leave if my ends get low
No one in this game to be played
But I’m knowing that this game to be changed
I should be afraid of afraid
I’m just tryna live up to the meaning of my name
I’m just tryna live up to them ni**as in my gang
I’m just tryna live up to my moment on the stage
I’m just tryna live up to the truth in my pain
And the power that they gave me in the youth of today
I put a coupe in the safe
And I shoot from the waist
My time is money
And I ain’t got a second for you flukes and you fakes

(Chorus – Young Thug)
I do this s**t for my woes
I do this s**t for my ni**as
I do this s**t for my bros
I do this s**t for my ni**as, yeah
I do this s**t for my woes
I do this s**t for my ni**as
I do this s**t for my bros
I do this s**t for my ni**as, yeah

(Verse 2 – Mozzy)
We’ve been taking trips more than often this month
When I call they pulling up, 2, 3 stream up
You ain’t do enough for the clan, how I feel
If I gotta shut it down, how the film gon feel?
120 in the Euro, one hand on the wheel
I was just broke, ran through a quarter mil
Can’t believe I’m still here, shed tears for the dead
Cubes in my 30 chain, she don’t even wear
Call my little brother up, you know we took it there
Real ni**a telling on me, only thing that I fear
Yeah, only thing that I fear
Real ni**a telling on me, only thing that I fear
Lotta ni**as squeal, lotta dope in the air
Lotta ni**as squeal, lotta dope in the air
Styrofoam contaminated, got a ni**a meditating
Yeah, I said it got a ni**a meditating
I can’t even eat less I’m medicated
I can’t even sleep less I’m medicated
I’ve been on my feet chasing check after check
Ni**a, week after week, cause I’m dedicated
I can’t even eat less I’m medicated
I can’t even sleep less I’m medicated
I’ve been on my feet chasing check after check
Ni**a, week after week, cause I’m dedicated

(Repeat Chorus)

(Verse 3 – Young Thug)
Thugger!
I do this s**t for my mothaf**king ni**as
I’m getting this money, yeah
I do this s**t for them Benjis
Like you ain’t real or hood, no Tommy gun
I do this sh*t for my ni**as
Pull up with Barettas, ni**a, and go BRRRT
I do this s**t for them bad bi**hes
Wearing red bottoms and Jimmy Choo
I do this s**t for my dogs, do
I do this s**t for my mama
I do this s**t for my son
I do this s**t for my brother
I do this s**t for the ward
I do this s**t for the globe
I do this s**t right here, ni**a
And I do that s**t, why y’all f**k with the boy
I’m wet like a boat
I’m loving my
I smoke and I choke
I do it for my brothers
I do it for my folk
Got 40s on me, yeah, yeah, yeah
Ni**a shoot from the toes
All the way up to the top
All the way up to the top

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