JZAC - Do A Lot lyrics

Million dollar thoughts went and jotted
On a Google Doc
Do a lot had to move my 12 to a 2 o'clock
Right around the time I left the
Pad to hit the noodle spot
Helicopters flying cuz a dude
Got his noodle popped

Seeing shit you wouldn't want to see
I've been through a lot
Grew a lot fuck about a rumor
If it's true or not
The flow is worth about 100 times
Of what a jeweler got
I call it like I'm Stuart
Scott aye what they saying?

They say the raps is hard I keep
The cash on a plastic card
Off track but didn't crash the car
You really ain't heard of
Jerry damn that's bizarre
What you live under a rock
What you Patrick Star?

Bitch you crazy if you think
I wouldn't match the bars
A rockstar in my past life I smashed guitars
We going back to back I'm coming back to spar
I ain't a dog shit I'm
Something out of Jurassic Park

Just a mortal man I'm not a GOD
I been about it from the start check the DOB
I can only share the story from my POV
A sharp shooter boy I hit it on the DOT

I got one lyric pointed at
Your head for start
Another one is pointed at your weak ass heart
I said it's rest in peace to
Guru wait who got who?
I been taking care of me I
Hope that you got you

These closed mouths don't get fed
Bitch so who got food
I hunt and gather what I
See freeze do not move
On a California interstate with Tupac queued
I still got some old writtens in
A shoebox too but now it's

Million dollar thoughts went and jotted
On a Google Doc
Do a lot had to move my 12 to a 2 o'clock
Right around the time I left the
Pad to hit the noodle spot
Helicopters flying cuz a dude
Got his noodle popped

Funny how they doubted what I'm doing
But, I knew the plot
Prove a lot I don't need a
Mansion or a newer yacht
Said she wanna do it so she
Blew it like the fluid hot
Then we ahh I won't get into nah

Ready to pop any minute I
Might just open they're lid
I went big off the top
Rope might've broken a rib
I'm only joking but I know
They probably hoping I did
A toast to the kid for trying to
Put his home on the grid

You better get some gloves hat and
A coat from the crib
A cold hearted motherfucker boy
You know how I live
You see I'm coming at your throat
I don't forget and forgive
I'm prime time boy we know where
You sit you a benchwarmer

I ain't no second string player
Not a back up man
You only moving in reverse with
A back up plan i came out the shell I'm
Here to stack up clams
Play games and get smacked up man

Fuck outta here