Cy - Do My Own Lyrics

This is the shit that they want now, sorry its my time gotta go now
Talking to bitches, they wanna get with me All about Texas and I know they with me
I wake up every morning, do my own shit See I wake up every morning, do my own shit
They talk like they know me, on some real shit Blah, blah, blah, blah, who the fake is

Sayin', CY ain't about this
Better watch out what your mouth says
Cause I wake up every morning, do my own shit See I wake up every morning, do my own shit
See my flow is contagious, I do it's perfection Keeping on burning like yeast infection

Makin' her tap like putting submissions Making that money, don't f*ck up my business
Locking my city, we making it loud 100 benjis, we need them right now
Getting too drunk, I can't even count Turn up the TV, I'm on it right now
So I think I might need to relax When I put em on the box, always going up like in stocks

Superstitious motherf*ckers getting lucky
The rap attack with no magic socks
Leanin' and getting it, I doing combos Not in my house like Dikembe Mutombo
I think you're slowing, I put in the turbo Flying too big, we call that shit Dumbo
This is the shit that they want now, sorry its my time gotta go now

Talking to bitches, they wanna get with me All about Texas and I know they with me
I wake up every morning, do my own shit See I wake up every morning, do my own shit
They talk like they know me some real shit Blah blah blah blah who the fake is
Saying CY ain't about this Better watch out what your mouth says

Cause I wake up every morning, do my own shit See I wake up every morning, do my own shit
Coming from the valley in the nine and we trust Never give it love I'm just here to lust
And I got that right, she's super dome I'm in this bitch and I can't let go
I'm liking the way that she dropping it back Locking it down cause this boy getting stacks

I'm in the streets and I'm giving out facts Haters be talking, I need to relax
So pause when we pull up cause we here to stun Like my bitches tight like a rolled up blunt
Gotta make it special like we here at prom Shots shots and I hear no gun
But I'm tearing those ligaments I'm a serious injury

Giving the throne to me, man this is my destiny let 'em
This is the shit that they want now, sorry it my time
Gotta go now, talking to bitches they wanna get with me All about Texas and I know they with me
I wake up every morning, do my own shit See I wake up every morning, do my own shit
They talk like they know me some real shit Blah blah blah blah who the fake is

Saying CY ain't about this Better watch out what your mouth says
Cause I wake up every morning, do my own shit See I wake up every morning, do my own shit