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(Whatchu wanna do?) Aye, feeling like that nigga these days my skin is much clearer My woman skin is much clearer of course I'm drinkin' my water Don't spend too much time in mirrors Reflections will get you caught up Connections will get you brought up in conversation You basing everything you know about me from moments I'm more a compilation of composition it's complicated I've contemplated so many perspectives Accomodated my vices, exonerated emotions And then I'm copin' Macaulay Culkin I'm trappin' my demons over Bohemian Rhapsody They draw lines in our widow's peak, we don't peak at capacity Casually givin' no fucks about your two cents We gon' clip the loose ends, we gon' clip the split ends We gon' split ends, we gon' burn the nooses They try to exclude us they lie to include us My tribe is of Judah, your kind is of Judas I ordered the seasonal Brutus among us uprooting The fungus these niggas is leeches they learn it all from us They fuck up the numbers Don't you get to countin' up another nigga dough Don't call me a hater just because I wasn't fuckin' with the flow If it's reggie then I gotta let you know, keep it that real, niggas already know Don't you get to countin' up another nigga dough SongtexteDon't call me a hater just because I wasn't fuckin' with the flow If it's reggie then I gotta let you, gotta let you know You got it for your niggas already Whatchu wanna do about me tellin' the truth? I get it you sensitive And I don't say that with malice My intentions are pensive and poignant Opinions, annoying us they are all often informin', I'm critically Thinkin', I'm fixin' my form and my shootin' percentage is risin' I worked on my vertical simply by just switching horizons collidin' My will with the wave and niggas call me Poseidon Just call me the plug, I'm providin' the drugs, and small doses we Grindin', we rollin', we smokin', we cookin', we eatin', we focused Repeat and repeat and repeat and repeat 'til it's polished Acknowledge my genius no college degree on me, gotta few G's Wit' me, got a OZ on me, it's some OG homie don't you count the paper on me homie Don't you get to countin' up another nigga dough Don't call me a hater just because I wasn't fuckin' with the flow If it's reggie then I gotta let you know, keep it that real, niggas already know Don't you get to countin' up another nigga dough Don't call me a hater just because I wasn't fuckin' with the flow If it's reggie then I gotta let you, gotta let you know I got real niggas already Aus Songtexte Mania