We Doin The Most – T-BRAZY x King Scooby

We Doin The Most – T-BRAZY x King Scooby Lyrics Letra:
I got no love, my heart is cold
Run up my bag, my soul is not sold
Doin the dash, i’m doing the most
Movin in silence, so i’m like ghost
Romin these street made me bold
Niggas be snitching, but i cannot fold
I cannot lack, i keep me a pol
I cannot lack, i keep me some dough (x2)

I’m like a ghost, but i want me a wraith
I roll up my dope, smoke up in outer space
They pour up a fourth, i just want me an eighth
I run me the world, you can call that a race

The steady plottin, but i know they coppin plea’s
I started poppin, i’m silly, no stoppin me
My music droppin they go’n start to talk to me
But ion talkin cus you ain’t here boppin g

Me and t-brazy been doing the most
We made it herе without selling our soul
You open a door and im slammin it closed
Cus i’m on a mission, do it on our own

Call mе a king bro, i been on my thrown
Don’t call me, don’t ring, i don’t answer the phone
I been chasin a bag, i been on a long road
They making me mad, but i know that we’re close

We doing the most
Smokin up smoke
Chop up the coke
Pour me a toast
From coast to coast
They already know
That im bout to blow
King scooby come and kick down the door

I got no love, my heart is cold
Run up my bag, my soul is not sold
Doin the dash, i’m doing the most
Movin in silence, so i’m like ghost
Romin these street made me bold
Niggas be snitching, but i cannot fold
I cannot lack, i keep me a pol
I cannot lack, i keep me some dough (x2)

Runnin the block as a youngin
On my own i was gunnin
Pushin some weight i felt i was stuntin
Ain’t got no love for these hoes i’m just fuckin

Trust not a soul so a pol i stay tuckin (2x)

Gotta get paid
Gotta daughter, and a son on the way
Don’t come at me like ion been in the rain
Been in these streets i made my own name

Independent so i do it my way
Imma get mines by the end of the day
Ion goin lie i got the keys to bank
I got these goals now it’s time to push play

I got no love, my heart is cold
Run up my bag, my soul is not sold
Doin the dash, i’m doing the most
Movin in silence, so i’m like ghost
Romin these street made me bold
Niggas be snitching, but i cannot fold
I cannot lack, i keep me a pol
I cannot lack, i keep me some dough (x2)

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