Migos

Migos - What Ya'll Doin lyrics

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(Hook)

All the real niggas locked up in prison

Most my niggas robbing or eitha killing

Sum'my niggas on the block drug dealing

I just want 2 know, what y'all doing?

(Verse: Quavo)

What y'all doing? What y'all doing?

Got 2 make a difference in yo own hood

Feel like Will Smith, I see millions, I'm gonna pursue it

If my mama told me if I came up short it's all good

No I had 2 tell my mom sorry, I could picture me in that 'Rari

After all the pain that we went thru

I don't even wanna rewind it

Free all my niggas went down in the system

Send the Green Dot cuz I miss 'em

RIP my nigga Pistol, can't believe the bullet hit him

Sumetimes a young nigga might wanna cry

But I can't let ya niggas see it

It was in my soul takin' flats & gold

Juugin' round the city for no reason

Juug Season, that's what a young nigga called it, Juug Season

In the jungle, I survived erry season

(Hook)

All the real niggas locked up in prison

Most my niggas robbing or eitha killing

Sum'my niggas on the block drug dealing

I just want 2 know, what y'all doing?

(Verse 2: Offset)

What are ya doing? Ya had $, ya blew it

Ya had dreams on the court, didn't have no support

All these niggas they stuck in the system

Police keep killing my people

Trap on the block with the reefer

Tryna count up the monifa

Beating the pot I might sneak her

Used to kick doors for new sneakers

Can't trust no bitch cuz the sneaking

I step out that, shoot thru yo back call ya Ricky

Now I got riches so bitches they miss me

Wanna know what ya been doing all this time

Why ya ain't got no $ on yo mind

Together we stand, we fall apart then we divide

Fuck the police we might start up a riot

This shit is so pitiful, had 2 pay $ for my nigga's funeral

That was my nigga we had so much unity

I got in my heart, he on top & he smiling

Used 2 talk about a fucking rivalry

What about police that take a bribery?

They don't give a fuck about people in poverty

Don't got no property, this a democracy, no apology

(Hook)

All the real niggas locked up in prison

Most my niggas robbing or eitha killing

Sum'my niggas on the block drug dealing

I just want 2 know, what y'all doing?

(Verse 3: Takeoff)

Sum' of my niggas on the block right now

Most of my niggas kick doors right now

Run up on a nigga tryna rob, got a hunid round drum right now

Most of my niggas court, judge don't drop the hammer down

No Tony Parker, I came a long way from that starter

I'm thanking God cuz I neva had 2 ride that Marta

Now my diamonds flawless, make a nigga nauseous

That nigga fresher than Carlton, tryin' to fuck on Ms. Parker

Remember wanna be a monster, niggas playing cops & robbers

Eva since a young'n I was a problem

I was a leader, neva was a follower

I got yo ho in my condo, she popping it

Ya niggas bitches, ya niggas be gossiping'

If a nigga want it, I'ma go get it

My nigga we break it we split it

We taking riches cuz niggas jumping them fences

(Hook)

All the real niggas locked up in prison

Most my niggas robbing or eitha killing

Sum'my niggas on the block drug dealing

I just want 2 know, what y'all doing?

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