The Hurricane - Imma do it Lyrics

Ayo, I'm loving this f*cking beat
Haha, woo, I'm feeling myself with this
Ayo P, turn the volume up a little bit for me man
Ayo, ayo
I'm countin' countless birthmarks from birth on my anatomy
Probably in a past life I got rocked and popped
Maybe I was like Pac, magnet to them shots
I foreseen the death of myself from the barrel of a Glock
Them nurses and the docs running, cursing, I'm hurtin'
Wanna reverse me, spin me time back to counter clock
Stitch me back to this life, throw me down in the strife
I see a smile in my mom's face and the tears in my wife's
Watched the beginning and end like it was a movie
God been trynna guide me while the Devil trynna pull me
This hatin' trynna consume me, the game is getting confusing
My hand is movin' this Uzi, schoolin' these fools to the fullest
Anxious motherf*ckers get me anxious, motherf*ckers
Got these tensions out of pockets, I put sanctions on you suckers
You play gangsta' games? Claim to be the hardest
2 blocks at midnight, 2 Glocks , let's ride or die then
I be on my own
Sometimes I be high
Locked in the zone
F*ckers hate all the time
And I'm really trynna do it
Seems the harder I try
The devil trynna pull me
I got God by my side
Dark past, bright lights, no gas, tank low
Strife in my life, cruising while the wind blows
High as a kite, not how I wanna be though
But for the time, I'm out to get the dough
While the time flies, getting ready for a resurrection
Like a flamethrower spitting fire in every direction
Hotter than a nine, going off in intersections
In the name of the street like Westside Connection
With blunts that blow smoke, no jokes with these folks
You stoked, don't provoke, you get that heat stroke
This shit ain't no joke, get cut just like coke
When we pass in your hood, better keep your head low
This goes for all the hoes and the 'em fools too
We schooling motherf*ckers, and their whole crew
So shut your trap 'fore you talk, better think it through
Or you get smoked like a pack of Gorilla Glue, bitches
I be on my own
Sometimes I be high
Locked in the zone
F*ckers hate all the time
And I'm really trynna do it
Seems the harder I try
The devil trynna pull me
I got God by my side
I take a shit every time a filth gets rich off
The backs of 'em people, think to feed their kids off
The motherf*ckin' scraps till their lives just switch off
We're all sold on 'em dreams, make days just kick off
So, piss off, motherf*ckers, this sick soft
Stakes you got served on your platter to get the feast on
If this was end of 'em days you'd get a slit throat
Weak souls, get to fall and slit your own wrists off
In this herd you kick dirt to get gold , it affects all
But no fact gets told, no contracts to protect you
Souls bought by the next devil in the cross road
Soldiers to the wrong cause
You really wanna know who this song goes towards
You and me both, dawg, and this f*cking world yo
Probably this verse will hang behind doors
But I carry my own cross, inherit my own balls
I be on my own
Sometimes I be high
Locked in the zone
F*ckers hate all the time
And I'm really trynna do it
Seems the harder I try
The devil trynna pull me
I got God by my side