The Cratez - I'm Doin' Me lyrics

[intro] [hook: Rob White] I'm doing me like I'm s'posed to Excuse me if I expose you I flow true every record so every record that Co' do Is encoded for those who.. (know me, homie..) I'm doing me like I'm s'posed to Excuse me if I explode through your roof from the sky Cause I was already fly and the proof is in my footprints So it's good sense, in the booth.. [Verse 1: Rob White] I see the rap game AS a Rubik's (cube) A game full of squares so I'm a diamond in a rough patch of cubics A lot of separation just take you a good glance.. (yo) The basic difference I don't make the hood dance (no) In fact my hood stands on my neck, like the coats I like.. So I'm lookin quite cobra-like Though my thoughts heavy, I be tip-toe'ing ultra light Due to real estate, I just bought a couple Homme's I like (Androids) That's where it feels like I'm at when I'm on the mic.. (home) It's probably why I parade around naked now, (I'm at home) I bare myself like I flow in the suit that I was born in, (so) You see it all; birthmark to being sworn in (what else?) My first steps in faith, when I was born AND.. My first words to b**hes in the morning But when I ain't explorin these tracks, then I'm back in lie territory But it's facts when I tell a story wit raps that's how you know... [hook] [Verse 2: Rob White] I'll be the light for those in the dark, so they can see Co'ah's arc the new real world will start with me 40 days and 40 nights I'll flow from the heart of me Until they all can see it's MORE than just art, it's an artery n***as use the game to run around and act hard, but see What they call a "Sandlot" I call a sand lottery so yeah it's worth a lot to me.. Possibly MORE than my mom and POP, and it's not an innuendo My pop left before I had a Nintendo My Mom ain't let it show we was broke, but we was kids though (and) I didn't get along with her til my personal July 4th independently got in the Flyest force And independence got me sittin on the highest horse [but] I of course would go against Goliath if he tried to force evil on the innocent Otherwise I wouldn't even give a sh** That's why this fake sh** I'm getting rid of it, that's how you know [hook] [Verse 3: Rob White] So this is me takin a shot Even if it's just a sling Cause I'll adjust my swing til I'm KNOWN as the whole-eh-ONE God of the game I'd give my ONLY son to conTROL the sun rise-and-shine lil n***as... Stop sleepin on divine real n***as The word of God creepin through the vine lil n***as I HOPE you all listening Listen up, all you Dames livin under the Roc I'm about to lift it up in Jay fashion The real n***as rock aware that this is straight pa**ion The fake n***as scatter from it I climb up and kick the ladder from it This plateau ain't for whack flow.. so I had to run it And Imma run it til you scouts let me walk-on Aqua, For now I'm tryna out you mu'f**aaa's... (Yeah) I could give a sh** about you mu'f**a's That's why I made it in this sh** without you mu, f**as.. (that's how you know) [hook]