作词 : Jayceon Terrell Taylor 作曲 : Jayceon Terrell Taylor [Interlude] Do women sit on social media You sit around (Yes) "Oh, everybody killin' everybody" But you never tell the truth That it's been a thousand shootings and homicides Trickle back down to you runnin' your ****in' mouth Or you callin' somebody, and exaggeratin' 'cause you feel disrespected Stop callin' people You get into an argument with somebody on the block That's it, leave it there You call your brother, now these niggas goin' through it the whole Summer And then somebody child die 'bout it That, that's your fault
[Intro] Been through it all, man Blood, sweat and tears Niggas is dead and shit The **** else can happen, yo? Won't think once more or some, I'm out, man I done seen it all, been through it all Y'all niggas know right now, word to mother, for real, for real That's the truth, y'all lyin'
[Verse 1] What we not gon' do is look at the next man jewelry Real or fake, all the shinin' ain't new to me I'm only interested in the opposite sex 'Cause when the sex get monogamous, I get a text Like "Who you in the club with? Why you next to her?" 'Cause women all the wallpaper when I'm decoratin' earth What we not gon' do is talk about how you hurt When you was online earlier talkin' 'bout your purse All she did was twerk, what you doin' now is worst Guess bein' in a relationship is like a gift and a curse And I got the blueprint too, so excuse me miss The AP out, that's when the room get lit And I maneuver through the club with the tool equipped Put niggas on ice, you ain't met a nigga cool as this So stop with all the receipts, 'cause the truth is this I ain't even shoot my shot, I had to assist And how rude is this, you went through my shit You make a ass out of you and me, assumin' shit I told you the truth, how you gon' tell me? When I knew me longer than you, it's only been six months
[Chorus] So what we not gon' do is what we not gon' do When you called the cops on me, you called the cops on you You in a situation, I ain't tryna knock on door But don't **** up mine 'Cause what we not gon' do is what we not gon' do
[Interlude] It's a lot of real niggas not here to speak for themselves That's where I come in, to stand in the gap between them and what needs to be heard
[Verse 2] I got the Drac', but I'm out y'all view Meanin' I got the drop, but the top don't move And you gon' need a plot, if I'm plottin' on you Call the block on me, I put the block on you I might drive out to Vegas, let two Glocks loose It's a Suge Knight, the seven-forty Tupac proof Your homie use you as a shield, so who shot who? And you got everybody back, but who got you? And what we not gon' do is say the murders are solved But they gettin' football numbers if you murder the law I know a nigga had an argument that led to his death I know if they ain't never argued, then he wouldn't have left I got a neighbor bein' held against his will Jumped off, slapped the star, she ain't satisfy steel That's why I'm gon' chill (Chill) 'Cause when your girl the biggest stepper, it's hard to swallow that pill Nah, nigga
[Chorus] So what we not gon' do is what we not gon' do When you called the cops on me, you called the cops on you You in a situation, I ain't tryna knock on door But don't **** up mine 'Cause what we not gon' do is what we not gon' do
作词 : Jayceon Terrell Taylor 作曲 : Jayceon Terrell Taylor [Interlude] Do women sit on social media You sit around (Yes) "Oh, everybody killin' everybody" But you never tell the truth That it's been a thousand shootings and homicides Trickle back down to you runnin' your ****in' mouth Or you callin' somebody, and exaggeratin' 'cause you feel disrespected Stop callin' people You get into an argument with somebody on the block That's it, leave it there You call your brother, now these niggas goin' through it the whole Summer And then somebody child die 'bout it That, that's your fault
[Intro] Been through it all, man Blood, sweat and tears Niggas is dead and shit The **** else can happen, yo? Won't think once more or some, I'm out, man I done seen it all, been through it all Y'all niggas know right now, word to mother, for real, for real That's the truth, y'all lyin'
[Verse 1] What we not gon' do is look at the next man jewelry Real or fake, all the shinin' ain't new to me I'm only interested in the opposite sex 'Cause when the sex get monogamous, I get a text Like "Who you in the club with? Why you next to her?" 'Cause women all the wallpaper when I'm decoratin' earth What we not gon' do is talk about how you hurt When you was online earlier talkin' 'bout your purse All she did was twerk, what you doin' now is worst Guess bein' in a relationship is like a gift and a curse And I got the blueprint too, so excuse me miss The AP out, that's when the room get lit And I maneuver through the club with the tool equipped Put niggas on ice, you ain't met a nigga cool as this So stop with all the receipts, 'cause the truth is this I ain't even shoot my shot, I had to assist And how rude is this, you went through my shit You make a ass out of you and me, assumin' shit I told you the truth, how you gon' tell me? When I knew me longer than you, it's only been six months
[Chorus] So what we not gon' do is what we not gon' do When you called the cops on me, you called the cops on you You in a situation, I ain't tryna knock on door But don't **** up mine 'Cause what we not gon' do is what we not gon' do
[Interlude] It's a lot of real niggas not here to speak for themselves That's where I come in, to stand in the gap between them and what needs to be heard
[Verse 2] I got the Drac', but I'm out y'all view Meanin' I got the drop, but the top don't move And you gon' need a plot, if I'm plottin' on you Call the block on me, I put the block on you I might drive out to Vegas, let two Glocks loose It's a Suge Knight, the seven-forty Tupac proof Your homie use you as a shield, so who shot who? And you got everybody back, but who got you? And what we not gon' do is say the murders are solved But they gettin' football numbers if you murder the law I know a nigga had an argument that led to his death I know if they ain't never argued, then he wouldn't have left I got a neighbor bein' held against his will Jumped off, slapped the star, she ain't satisfy steel That's why I'm gon' chill (Chill) 'Cause when your girl the biggest stepper, it's hard to swallow that pill Nah, nigga
[Chorus] So what we not gon' do is what we not gon' do When you called the cops on me, you called the cops on you You in a situation, I ain't tryna knock on door But don't **** up mine 'Cause what we not gon' do is what we not gon' do
