JT the Bigga Figga - Every Little Thing I Do lyrics

I'm a guard in the city A guard in my car in New Orleans A don in Dior, showing Detroit I don't need no ' When the drink gonna lie I'mma buy too many In the corner, not really wanna feel like that When a who*e couldn't cry but the pain ain't ending You all seen my strengths, strain ain't ending These n***as pretending, f** is you kiddin' See it in my eyes, I'm a soldier really These tear drops don't make me serious They just tell a story, consider me a poet On parole, ain't no reaper I fell in love with a stripper, could you blame me for it? Baby, just lie, don't tell me the truth The truth still hurt and my heart still proof Never loved no b**h, I ain't part of no crew sponsored links Everybody around look 'em dead in their eyes When trouble come around they gonna turn on you Turn on who? I'mma hold it down for my n***as in the pit, doing life Won't change up When I tell my brother Mike that I love him He will never see a back tour, n***a fold the phone, hand up Hope a n***a noted if he touch what I love Wanna hush, motherf**er, you gonna get your brain locked Me, you Every little thing I do Every little thing I do Every little thing I do Run around the city on flow n***as don't want no bro Every little thing I do Every little thing I do I'm Cali bound, motivated Flow contagious, I've been gone for days And every day I've been on I make a song amazing Got my apron on, I got the blow appraising I cut the check, check is cut, send in my homies to get the register It's only as strong on the whip and tuck I'm burying ball so learn your lesson bro Who you think that you was creeping on? Who you think that you was speaking of? Kick in your face until your teeth is gone I got Dr. Dre's, you got your speakers blown I'm kind hearted, kick started, I'm a real n***a, not a Messy Marv I'm on a real price, not a grocery bargain Don't shop at Target, I'mma ball regardless Few owe me 'cause it's just some of the hardest Why I'm whipping a n***a right in front of the garbage And I'm signing a deal, checking as artist And I'm counting the money on a Persian carpet When I left the block they can breathe again Coke, weed, money, how Jesus been It ain't like a n***a don't need the ends I don't need a b**h and I don't need the bands Me, you Every little thing I do Every little thing I do Every little thing I do Run around my city on flow n***as don't want no bro Every little thing I do Every little thing I do