What U Bouta Do?/A Star was Born

[Intro: MIKE]

Uh

[Verse 1: MIKE]

Gave a lil' smirk, but it's still a smile, yeah, yeah

Yeah, it made me hurt, but I'm in denial

You know it ain't no church when you in the wild

You know it ain't no verse without a big amount

We ain't even hit the surface, you sitting down

You know it ain't no person I can't get around

I be coolin' with the merchants, got better loud

What I do to get your sturdiness instead of doubt

Said it too, but think you heard it from a better vouch

I ain't rude, I inherited this clever mouth

I roam a few, we don't share, we don't air it out

She confused, unaware 'bout my whereabouts

In this movie on air, we on Paramount

I got **** feeling weird that I care about

I got business to repair, man I nearly drowned

Tw-twitchin' on the pier, it's an eerie sound

How I'm shifting through the sphere, in canary style

Why this mission never clear, but I'm here and proud

I've been trippin' for some years, but it's clearer now

I'm the victim of despair and the scary clouds

[Chorus: MIKE]

What you finna do, don't be starin' 'round

I'm the living proof, I'm my parent's child

Put you in my shoes, it's a scary route

Tailor 'pon my suit, as they get you down

Way before the shoes was Margiely down

What you, what you finna do, don't be starin' 'round

I'm the living proof, I'm my parent's child

Put you in my shoes, it's a scary route

Tailor 'pon my suit, as they get you down

Way before the shoes was Margiely down

What you, what you finna do, don't be starin' 'round

I'm the living proof, I'm my parent's child

Put you in my shoes, it's a scary route

Tailor 'pon my suit, as they get you down

Way before the shoes was Margiely down

What you, what you finna do, don't be starin' 'round

I'm the living proof, I'm my parent's child

Put you in my shoes, it's a scary route

Tailor 'pon my suit, as they get you down

Way before the shoes was Margiely down

[Verse 2: 454]

They say the hood don't love you back 'til you gone

And that's a fact, but it's wrong

Won't love the fact they drop your name in a song

Wash my hands from all the times I put my enemies on

Get emotional when the history strong

Catch the sonic, take a patch of the orange

Hit the stage, remember days that I couldn't get in the zone

But I was sharp as a horn

Was in my ways, like, "I gotta perform"

Some love to hate, but they not really informed

I got the patience to create it, made it out of the storm

Working the day shift felt so out of the norm

Come from the greatest block, a star was born