Uptimist Bmg What You Gon' Do Lyrics

It's your boy UPTiMIST, It's a recession that'll lead to depression! you know...
WHAT U GON' DO!?

HOOK
No money for food; What u gone do?
What u gone do? What u gone do?
Gotta make a move; tell me what u gonna do?
What u gone do? what u gone do?
I ain't got nothing to lose; What u gone do?
What u gone do, What u gone do?
WHAT U GON' DO?; WHAT YOU GON' DO
Rep 2X

I
Grind like a stripper; anything for them bills/
YOLO! mami do anything for the thrill
Since I never been a fraud ima keep it REAL/
No money in my pocket, somebody gettin kill/
Being dead in the morgue; only way ima chill/
Rap star status sign a deal for a mill?/
And I don't do drugs like I never pop a pill/
Only dropping skills; so a haters gotta feel/
Back to the money cause a nigga got bills/
I say f*ck THE LAW: I dont need institution/
Life is a math test; mo' problem no solution/
Same shit every year I dont need a resolution/
I say f*ck TV I am about my revolution/
Stay true to my crew I don't need the polution/
Back to this U-Haul I keep it moving/
Drive slow homey; I'm Tom Cruising.../
HOOK
No money for food; What u gone do?
What u gone do? What u gone do?
Gotta make a move; tell me what u gonna do?
What u gone do? what u gone do? I ain't got nothing to lose; What u gone do?
What u gone do, What u gone do?
WHAT U GON' DO?; WHAT YOU GON' DO
Rep 2X

Bridge
Survival of the fittest, we fit to fight
The age of Obama we finna rise
No glass celling we open eyes
True Hip Hop we bring it back
The future is ours; We ready to fight
The youths taking over Civil Rights
No black or white it's all survival
New world order; That's what the time is(Rep 3x)

II
You gon' live as a slave in the land of the FREE/
Join my ARMY be all that you can be/
R.I.P to my haters; pour the Hennessy/
Double up like the letters in the word Tennessee/
Now my nemesis feeling all finicky/
Watching my next move like whats it gonna be?/
Haters wanna see me in box me like a centerpiece/
Got the game on lock call it; penitentiary/
Say I'm a case like an assault battery/
I need receipts for the dream bitches selling me/
I'm about my Bill like Clinton and Bellamy/
What U gon' do? Cause it's all about the celery/
No money for food gotta grind to feast
My team taking over cause its time to eat/
Catch me off the leash; time to feed the beast/
No peace like this Jesus piece This is the middle East
***(c) 2012 written by UPTiMIST BMG