BatGangBeats - What Do I Do lyrics

[Verse 1: Tru Goo] What am I 'posed to say when the tears rolling down my face And my heart feeling like it's gon' break and I can't take no more pain What am I 'posed to do when my mind's troubled and I'm going through When times get hard, I don't know, I don't know man i'm so confused And how am I supposed to feel when them fake n***as start claiming they real 'Til the judge calls them for a plea and offers them a deal Say that's when sh** gets real And who am I supposed to call when my back's stuck up against the wall When it's eat or be eaten, snitch or take the fall [Hook: Tru Goo] Tell me what do I do What do I, What do I do Say help me understand I say help me understand What do I [Verse 2: Tru Goo] And how am I supposed to feel when I'm rocking with some n***as that I thought was really real Get locked and my day one n***as disappear, I should let them Glock show 'em how I feel And how am I supposed to change when I can't go legit and I'm stuck slanging 'caine When my co-defendant snitch and my fam full of pain When I touch , I should let that chopper sang And how do I ease the pain when I see the sunshine but steady walking through the rain But my mama telling me it's gon be ok, but Ma Dukes I just pray for better days And why would I take the stand, put my hand on that bible, rat out another man When I can keep my mouth zipped and tell them crackers kiss my a** I'm built solid, we the only ones that last [Hook: Tru Goo] [Verse 3: Thugga Ma**ina] Sitting in the courtoom, I was stunned That's f**ed up, man my n***a got a son How you say f** going on the run - And point at the lineup like you joking on Lebron? No f**ing gun, not even a damn clip Just a p**y too loose with his damn lips Man Ivy so poison, you a damn trip You be singing to them boys like Sam Smith Got a n***a blowing on the dodie Time going past, I'm just staring at the rollie Thinking 'bout my wode Bam and my n***a Ro Dogg I'm Billy Gunn, that's my motherf**ing road dogg You coming home dog, just let it play out You got a C-Section, they took the p**y way out Any day now, we gon' be linking Screaming free my n***as like Abraham Lincoln [Hook: Tru Goo]