Jay Park - Doin' Me

I hope they feel me in the streets

I hope the industry

Fuckin' love me even if they don't I'm still doin' me

I hope they feel me in the streets

I hope the industry

Fuckin' love me even if they don't I'm still doin' me

I'm still doin' me

I'm still doin' me

Even if they don't

I'm still doin' me

I'm still doin' me

I'm still doin' me

Even if they don't

I'm still doin' me

I'm still doin' me

Shit ain't new to me

Couple girlies on the text sending nudes to me

My belt Louis V

Got on a Gucci tee

Gucci also be the mothafuckin' mood I be

Sometimes I'm fucking woke

Sometimes I'm fucking sleep

Sometimes there's a couple girlies in the bed with me

Sometimes we fucking toast

Sometimes we fuckin' bleed

As long we winning' too big for everyone to see

I hope they feel me in the streets

I hope the industry

Fuckin' love me even if they don't I'm still doin' me

I hope they feel me in the streets

I hope the industry

Fuckin' love me even if they don't I'm still doin' me

I'm still doin' me

I'm still doin' me

Even if they don't

I'm still doin' me

I'm still doin' me

I'm still doin' me

Even if they don't

I'm still doin' me

I'm still doing me and I'm moving mean

All this jewelry I'm like a walking key

If them boys acting we go shoot the scene

And you couldn't stop the play with a moving screen

Too much money for them motherfuckin' state cops

Shout out Jay Park when I let this K-Pop

They be asking how I survived a point blank shot

Niggas is hard to kill from the eighth-block

We don't celebrate flesh wounds or this face shots

And I dare a pussy nigga come and say something

I've been in the game since a snot-nosed

That's why I'm in the streets like the potholes

Never knew a snake with a backbone

Haters tell you milk the game but they lactose

We gon' see who run the game when the stats show

We gon' get this shit straight like a flat comb

I just doin' me boy

Why you boofin G?

Yo bitch gimmie BJJ

But I don't need no gi

Black belt be my steeze

Buck off then we flee

Buck off erry P

Duck off overseas

I got G A B spelled backward

I got G A T spelled backward

I got big snow flake mount Shasta

My hood full them wolve Alaska

Say my name u gon be caspa

Say my bro name same thang happen

Float bout' a thousand get my back end

If switch up he Bruce Kardashian

Bitch I'm boolin' why u bappin'

I ain't no b dog I'm black flaggin'

Got Fonkstaz that's from Souf Jackson

Pull up in wagon ain't no bragging

If they subbin' we subtractin'

Bitch we eatin' y'all just snackin'

Ain't no sleepin' ain't no nappin'

Go all night we go all night hoe

Potato on the trey-8

We still mashin'

Drako that a AK

It still clappin'

Draino in the sink sink

Clear that build up

Drako don't think think

Get you spilled up

Fake ass boy you ain't no real one

Neva did ya thang never drilled up

We been down before but now we got the muthafuckin' skrill up