Yung Peary - Doin My Own Thing Lyrics

Demons stuck in my brain I think the drugs they fighting with 'em
Peep my chain and check my earrings these the real deal gems
Don't give a f*ck about you buzz off you and your mans
I'm just doin' my own thing with gang I'm blowin' grams

Built my own gang, so you know I can't get bored now
I got connects everywhere in the world now
And if you f*ck with my gang the stick go (bow bow)
I don't want to hear what you got to say now

I'm just doing my own thing, I'm doing it out loud
I'm just doing me, yeah I'm runnin' my own town
I got those vet lungs, I'm a real smoker now
Chain on me right now so icy, I think it's Chien-Pao

I don't care I'm turnt up, fire all the f*ckin' rounds
Run the ball a hundred yards, we don't go out of bounds
Bring out the bloodhounds, gather 'round the funeral grounds
It's going down, boy we gon' send you right underground (its down)

Rising up the underground like I'm climbing ladders
While you stuck in the past, boy your pockets they just flatter
Every day a new chapter, every verse it's a dagger
I don't stagger, turn this place right to a disaster

I'm making global moves while you just wasting your time
Get off my grind hoe, you stuck in the past on rewind
Keep my circle small loyalty it's really all I need
And my f*ckin weed, and my f*ckin weed (gang gang)

Demons stuck in my brain I think the drugs they fighting with 'em
Peep my chain and check my earrings these the real deal gems
Don't give a f*ck about you buzz off you and your mans
I'm just doin' my own thing with gang I'm blowin' grams

Built my own gang, so you know I can't get bored now
I got connects everywhere in the world now