Igh! Just do your thing, child Just do your thing, child Do your thing
Truth be told, I got the ball on a string Carried the weight of the world but it came with some handles I drag it to the basket, Moses with the passage Safely Lord God, please make an example I try to break shackles now they ankles in shambles I can't expect them to be grateful and thankful They thought I had a manual like Hansel Leave your plans in mans hands and it gets manhandled Dancin' in the street, but I didn't panhandle When I finally drop, make a pamphlet Sell tickets, put that shit on Fanduel Onlyfans and Fandango Give me your ear like Van Gogh and it's candlewick I mean, I mean, it's lit like a candlestick When I'm fatigued like a camo fit A rich man: the size of the needle that the camel fits Walkin' to Jesus with my sandals wet [Pre-Chorus: Chance the Rapper] This world will make you second-guess your first mind Remember when it was your first day the first time? It couldn't have come at a worst place or worst time And you remember that low voice with that rehearsed line Just repeatin'
Do your thing, child (Do your thing, child) Do your thing (That shit hit, hahahaha) Just do your thing, child (Oh jeez) Do your thing (Do your thing)
At every corner store, bodega, delicatessen Stands a big head kid learning delicate lessons Roasted for they clothes or they emotions or they roaches Bullied by they friends, or they mamas or they coaches Half size, chastised, dolls with glass eyes Talk down, tossed down, the world just pass by Grow up to be saviors, surgeons, rabbis The world should've capsized when God got baptized The boat don't sink, the show don't stop The weapons form, the load don't drop The boat gon' rock, the foes gon' plot The rolls don't switch, the photo crop The motto is "The more those hate the more doors prop" Open, the prince of Heaven was tempted Told that he wasn't who he was and they meant it Never was there a path better cemented So what they gon' say when you at the Olympics or tryna attempt it? [Pre-Chorus: Chance the Rapper] Remember when it was your first day the first time? Couldn't have come at a worst place or worst time And you remember that low voice with that rehearsed line Repeatin', it was sayin'
Do your thing Just do your thing, child Do your thing Just do your thing, child Just do your thing, child Do your thing Just do your thing, child Do your thing Just do your thing, child Just do your thing
[Pre-Chorus: Chance the Rapper] This world will make you second guess your first mind Remember when it was your first day the first time? It couldn't have come at a worst place or worst time And you remember that low voice with that rehearsed line Just repeatin'
Do your thing, child Do your thing (That shit hit!) Just do your thing, child (Oh Jeez!) Do your thing (Do your thing) [Outro: Moses Sumney & Naïla Opiangah] Just do your thing, child Do your thing Just do your thing, child Do your thing Just do your thing, child Do your thing Just do your thing, child Do your thing
Compositores: Chancelor Johnathan Bennett (Chance), Moses Frimpong Sumney, Alessandro Hug (Sandro Blasic), Dexter Leandrew Jr Coleman, Peter I Wilkins (Peter Cottontale) ECAD: Obra #38995700