OBj ft. Jaleel Thomas & FJace – DO IT 4 Lyrics

DO IT 4 Lyrics By OBj ft. Jaleel Thomas & FJace

(Okay, Super Saiyan mode)
(This isn’t even fair)
(2AM)
Dolo Boy Recordz, I’m pushin’ the play and the opps wanna finish me
I was talkin’ to Flee, and he said we be in da streets, never been industry
I ain’t takin’ my time no more, I ain’t slowin’ dat shine no more
Shawty was sayin’ she ain’t wanna fuck with me, she see the come up, she don’t wanna cry no more (Haha)
Now tell me, do you wanna roll with the P’s or nah, cuz that’s who I do it for, shawty (lil bitch)

Yeah, dem n***** I’m linkin’ up with at the beach, they be liftin’ up for me
I put on the muscle
We get straight to the hustle
You see how dem n***** be dumping
Pussyboy, run me my money, you know that you owe me, I don’t wanna have no discussions
Wake up, say a prayer, even though I’m doin’ wrong (Lord forgive me)
Ten to ten, we get no rest, we really do this, hoe (Yah)

Please don’t call my line lil bitch I’m in the studio (Okay?)
Gang, who we do it for (Gang, gang)
Gang, who we Do It 4 (Okay)
Wake up, say a prayer, even though I’m doin’ wrong (Lord forgive me)
Ten to ten, we get no rest, we really do this, hoe (Yah)
With my slimes and all my killies, ain’t no goofies bro (Oh yah)
Gang, who we do it for (Oh yah)
Gang, who we Do It 4

Plan still the same but it’s new damn schemes
Do this for gang and the whole damn team
Roll up for woes cuz we chose these dreams
Said it and you know there’s no Plan B
I’m tryna win for the whole family
I do not get why they don’t like we

Uh, pull up, we own that scene
Star in my story, I’m new Stan Lee, bitch
Hit her, don’t call her back, or call just to tell her “don’t call me back”
Shout the OG’s, yeah real n***** comin’ back
Me plus OB and Leelo, that’s crazy math
This for gang and for Benzito and the Caddy
Wrist rocky like RiRi fly baby daddy
I say have some faith and relax

Those who dey see the vision dey my back
If it’s a verse or a hook, it’s no pressure
I’m schoolin’ you n*****, this student is special
We skippin’ your tracks like you skippin’ your lectures
Just hope that you did your homework today
We the new school, n**** we the professors

And that’s the same reason nobody can test us
Check the delivery, hope you get the message
It’s Jaleel Thomas, FJace, OBj
That’s three-headed beast
We turn your favourites to memories
This God’s will, bro what you tellin’ me?
We too nice, I don’t mean courtesy

No “thank you” or “please”
Rappin’ circles ’round a rapper’s radius
Ask around, we do not care what shape he is
We wey you want cot like where the baby is?
Make you no try am, on gang, it’s dangerous
Wake up, say a prayer, even though I’m doin’ wrong (Lord forgive me)
Ten to ten, we get no rest, we really do this, hoe (Yah)
Please don’t call my line lil bitch I’m in the studio (Okay?)

Gang, who we do it for (Gang, gang)
Gang, who we Do It 4 (Okay)
Wake up, say a prayer, even though I’m doin’ wrong (Lord forgive me)
Ten to ten, we get no rest, we really do this, hoe (Yah)
With my slimes and all my killies, ain’t no goofies bro (Oh yah)
Gang, who we do it for (Oh yah)
Gang, who we Do It 4
2 easy, 3 killies, no kizzy bro, plus this the 1, you know who we do it 4
(Me plus OB and Leelo, that’s crazy math)