Do What I Can (Explicit)

So mama when I die please hold in your cry
Just know that when I'm gone I'll always be right by your side
And lover when I leave
Who the fuck told you go be a ooter?
It ain't shit in them streets fuck 'round die 'bout some beef
I ain't lying bro find something cooler
Never lack you get packed as the ruler in the crib
I'm still clutching the ruler
You gon' look up like "Fuck this whole shit"
'Cause of what is gon' hit when you tryna maneuver
Foreign trucks when I'm tryna maneuver
Bullied up when I'm tryna maneuver
I'm tryna vent to the youth and just tell 'em the truth
Change your life I ain't tryna lose ya
Shit hit deep I'm tryna do what I can
Y'all know ain't no lying to my fans
Grew up bullets flying had to blam
I look up so many dying what's the plan?
Thought I'd never change couldn't do it
Quarter milli' chain so stupid
But I love my mains and this what I claim
Mama told me gangs so stupid
Mama told me gangs so dumb mama told me gangs don't work
I got lost in these streets she was watching me tweak
Can't get caught up again leave her hurt
God must ain't want me to die
It took some real shit that happen
I'm lucky I'm even here rapping could've been in the sky
Shot in my neck and my chest
I weigh one sixty-five even doctors like "I ain't gon' lie"
Modern day shopping Dubai dropped out early don't know pi
Some shit inevitable but it's on you to go better you
I ain't tryna hit the 9
Who the fuck told you go be a ooter?
It ain't shit in them streets fuck 'round die 'bout some beef
I ain't lying bro find something cooler
Never lack you get packed as the ruler in the crib
I'm still clutching the ruler
You gon' look up like "Fuck this whole shit"
'Cause of what is gon' hit when you tryna maneuver
Foreign trucks when I'm tryna maneuver
Bullied up when I'm tryna maneuver
I'm tryna vent to the youth and just tell 'em the truth
Change your life I ain't tryna lose ya
Shit hit deep I'm tryna do what I can
Y'all know ain't no lying to my fans
Grew up bullets flying had to blam
I look up so many dying what's the plan?
Tss now we being realistic
I know niggas still probably feel way about niggas
Just thinking 'bout how we done blitzed it
Never get this shit twisted
Nigga run up on me he gon' be a statistic
I go back to my own lane and keep pushing the message
Like we tryna fix this
They promote violence for click-clicks
And suburban kids hyping the comments could lick dick
And the part that they dismiss
My story a Bronx nigga trying to get rich
Ain't gon' lie I be loved
Independent they eyeing the buzz
Rap about it no lying it was
Couldn't make it here trying to thug
Who the fuck told you go be a ooter?
It ain't shit in them streets fuck 'round die 'bout some beef
I ain't lying bro find something cooler
Never lack you get packed as the ruler in the crib
I'm still clutching the ruler
You gon' look up like "Fuck this whole shit"
'Cause of what is gon' hit when you tryna maneuver
Foreign trucks when I'm tryna maneuver
Bullied up when I'm tryna maneuver
I'm tryna vent to the youth and just tell 'em the truth
Change your life I ain't tryna lose ya
Shit hit deep I'm tryna do what I can
Y'all know ain't no lying to my fans
Grew up bullets flying had to blam
I look up so many dying what's the plan?
You know
It honestly took me a lil' while for me to realize what I was doing
The negative energy the music we putting out
How it's affecting my culture and
Even how I live my day-to-day life
You know what I'm tryna say? Like
I feel like the trend to hate your own kind and you know
Shitting on everybody tryna be tough and gangbanging and shit
It's all stupid
And being honest it did take me some years to realize it
I'm twenty-five now and that shit all seem like it's corny
And I apologize for all the negativity
I put in the air and misleading to the youth
That came from my behalf
And moving forward I'ma do what I can to
You know better the trenches better the youth and shit
Ain't no positive role models right now
Especially that come from the places like where I come from and shit
Tss and I don't want y'all to take me wrong
I don't want y'all to think I'm saying like
I ain't got no real fuck-ups like
I know I ain't perfect and I did a lot of wrong you know?
But I gotta acknowledge what's wrong and what's right
Just tryna do what I can
Who the fuck told you go be a ooter?
It ain't shit in them streets fuck 'round die 'bout some beef
I ain't lying bro find something cooler
Never lack you get packed as the ruler in the crib
I'm still clutching the ruler
You gon' look up like "Fuck this whole shit"
'Cause of what is gon' hit when you tryna maneuver
Foreign trucks when I'm tryna maneuver
Bullied up when I'm tryna maneuver
I'm tryna vent to the youth and just tell 'em the truth
Change your life I ain't tryna lose ya
Shit hit deep I'm tryna do what I can
Y'all know ain't no lying to my fans
Grew up bullets flying had to blam
I look up so many dying what's the plan?