Everything I Do
Young A.C. Lyrics


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I only see you in my dreams oh my love
You only see me from up close oh my love

I'll write some made up words
You'll turn my heart into a home
For you

Safety only comes when we're asleep oh my love
I'll rewrite every note that I've ever sung oh my love

I'll write some made up words
You'll turn my heart into a home
For you

I think I wanna be loved by you
I think I wanna be loved by you
I think I wanna I think I wanna be loved by you
I think I wanna be loved by you
I think I wanna be loved by you
I think I wanna I think I wanna be loved by you
I think I wanna be loved by you
I think I wanna be loved by you




I think I wanna I think I wanna be loved by you
Everything I do alone I want to do with you

Overall Meaning

The song "Still Do It" by Young A.C. talks about the life of a street hustler, and the struggles they face to make ends meet. The lyrics speak of how the rapper is synonymous with the streets and is respected by the neighborhood. The song touches on themes of drug dealing, robbery, and competition among drug dealers. The lyrics use metaphors to describe how the rapper navigates the streets with caution, and how he deals with competitors who want to take his place as the top drug dealer in the neighborhood. The rapper also speaks about his aspirations to make it big and move out of the ghetto, where he grew up.


The use of metaphors in the song is thought-provoking. For example, when the rapper says "Blunt cuts on the floor but nigga I ain't worried 'bout it. Niggas paying 32 without a problem," he is referring to drug dealing and how customers do not hesitate to pay good money for illegal substances. Another example is "Follow me I take you right where the dollars be, you can't talk about your hustle n***as gotta see," which again denotes a sense of competition among drug dealers to prove their worth.


Overall, the song "Still Do It" speaks to the harsh realities of the street life and paints a vivid picture of the rapper's experiences and thoughts.


Line by Line Meaning

Nigga I am the streets
I am representative of the streets.


Not just the south but I'm the streeets
My presence spans beyond the South.


I'm your neighborhood nigga
I am the person whom you can find around your environs.


They holla stop buck red light but green mean go
People expect me to follow basic traffic rules but I follow no one.


If people see me on top and they see me broke
If I portray a rich or poor image, it's the same either way.


Fuck a billie we treat em like buwriks and work items
We treat money like a low-value item.


Blunt cuts on the floor but nigga I ain't worried bout it
I do not worry about spoiling things like my weed.


Niggas paying 32 with outa problem
People pay without a problem.


My plug stopped serving we and we gonne rob em (keep it moving)
When my supplier ceases to answer my requests, I resort to stealing.


That ain't snich scale who you folling see when you weigh mine gotta watch what you duin
Clearly, that's not an accurate weighing scale, and it's essential to keep a watchful eye when dealing with me.


Tied up to times, get back to my grind this whole blook hit mine you can't make one dime
I get discouraged, but I must hit my grind to earn even a cent.


The who by, I'm up like I snorted two lines, two nines in a park pepping out the window blinds
Someone knocks, but I am highly alert as if I’ve taken some stimulants.


Watting on the paper, watting on the haters, befor they kick my door I peal em like patatoes
I wait to get some paper and for the haters to leave before I can respond to a door knock.


Bite down bitch I got 20 different flavors, ask them what happend to those that didn't pay us
I have a variety of things at my disposal and can go to great lengths to get my money back.


I got a couple ounches left and ima move on (move on)
I don't sit around with my inventory for too long.


Watch you watting on nigga you taking to long
Don't take too long to conduct your business.


I got a few pounds left and ima move on (move on)
I do not sit around waiting for too long.


The government get to us so who boom
The government harms us, so who is to blame for the fallout.


Middle finger out the window ima make it out the gutter
Despite my humble beginnings, I will ascend.


Everytime you see me I'm going hard muthafucker
Every day, I work harder than the last.


Like yeah Keep it moving lil homie Keep it moving on
Yes, keep moving forward, my young friend.


Yeah Keep it moving lil mama keep it moving on
Yes, keep advancing, my young lady.


Fuckin niggas wanna compet, they wanna be king pins
Other people desire to compete and become drug lords.


They want it for cheap they had me back on see in (not me agian)
They want it cheap, but I'm afraid I cannot supply them again.


But no no me don't sell no dope no more the dope sell it's self me just ride around in blowdro (fo sho)
I do not sell drugs myself anymore; the drugs sell themselves, and I am a mere passenger.


With your hoe, she put her head down then I go slow I go (Oh Oh) then I drop her of at you door
With your girlfriend, she goes slow and puts her head down.


Back to the money like they stole something from me, a crack full of goons with their nose all runny
I'm back to making money, it's like someone stole from me, and I have to deal with runny-nosed gangsters.


A full moon (Ohhh), it's got me graulling, can't go in the house until I made a couple thousand
The full moon is making me howl uncontrollably, and I can't come home until I make a decent amount of money.


Follow me I take you right were the dollars be, you can't talk about your hustle niggas gotta see
Follow me, and I’ll show you where the money is. Don't just talk about hustling; prove your worth.


Some niggas got paper but they not a gee, alphabet bois get em in their coopa ple
Some men have money, but they're not real gangsters. The police get them locked up in a squad car.


Everybood ain't real shawty obviusly, yeah what eva that you get you ain't got from me
Some folks are not authentic; I'm obviously not the source of what they might give you.


Bitch it got em murder, hada hada hat so he served em
It was so unbelievable that he began to prepare for murder.


Draged em in an ally and they burned em, nobody herd em
They dragged him into an alley and set him on fire, but no one heard any screams.


But somebody smelled the fumes, I keep telling these kids this is not a cartoon
However, somebody smelled the smoke, and it's critical that I keep educating these youngsters that this life is not just a cartoon.


Caught him in a school zone dirty, he only 15, we won't see him till he 30, a whole birdy
He got caught in a school zone selling drugs at a young age. He'll probably be in jail until his thirties, and that's a lot of time to spend locked up.


Damn, yeah, act like you heard me, you migh cooperate, still ain't getting out early
Damn, act like you heard me; you might cooperate. However, you are not getting out anytime soon.


Niggas love these hoes, can't be away from them, soon they put em in the room dats when they say sumthing (hey let me out)
Men adore these women who sleep around and who can't be without them. It's when they are put in a room that they start talking and try to get out.


Next thing you know they coming (five oh) don't let em find no weed, no yay or nuthing, tell the judge fuck y'all I was way in london
Next thing you know, the police are coming, and don't let them find any contraband. I'll tell the judge to screw himself since I was in London.


With my doctor bitch she making plenty money, dicki shorts, house shoes on, drop top playing old school songs bitch move on
I'm riding with my 'doctor' girl who makes plenty of cash, wearing shorts, house shoes, and a convertible playing classics that will make her move on.


Outlaw nigga, shiet they took from us for 400 years
I'm an outlaw who has been deprived for centuries.


I'm about to get every god damn thing these muthafuckas ow me
I'm about to take everything these people owe me by any means necessary.


Fuck all y'all bitch as niggas, fuck the Police, fuck the President
I do not care about any of you son-of-a-bitch cops or presidents.


Fuck yor mama, fuck your dady, fuck all you hatting ass niggas
I don't care about hating asses like you or your parents.


Matter fact fuck you buck tRiM! PR!NCE!!
As a matter of fact, I don't care about you anymore. (TRIM! PRINCE!)




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Written by: carter castleberry

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