Who I Do It For

Yeah, hey

I done get my brain, uh-huh

Yeah, brain, oh yeah

I just gotta get my brain, uh-huh

Another day, another dollar, yeah

Still ridin' 'round in my Impala

It's another day, and everyday we gotta profit, yeah

You know it's robbin' season and everybody out plottin'

I don't speak but don't say a lot to me

Sleep but, baby, not on me

Play but you don't wanna play with me

We got so much artillery

We got heart like Timothy

A life sentence if they sentence me

**** talk 'bout all that shit I ain't never seen

My **** be lurkin'

Everybody ain't perfect

But **** say he did it knowin' he ain't did that **** workin'

And now I'm something you ain't never seen, can't say my rival wasn't worth it

And Michelangelo probably couldn't even paint a picture this perfect, yeah

I learned the harder way, yeah, we goin' all the way

Yeah, we goin' our way

They won by mistake

Everything ain't everything and everywhere ain't safe

Made a promise to my mama we gon' make it out the hood one day

Gotta get out the hood one day

Yeah, we gon' get out the hood one day

That's all I use to say

And they ask me who I do it for

Yeah, why I shine, why I grind the way I do

Yeah, they ask me who I do it for

Yeah, yeah, I want it bad you should see the shit that I been through

This is what I do it for

Yeah, my kids

All them loses I didn't win

All them bitches I didn't hit, yeah

This is what I do it for, yeah

Nobody gave me shit, ****

I had to grind for it, I had to go get it

Never backed down or ran from no ****

It wasn't no blueprint we didn't know

We just some lost kids with some hope in em'

We all sin, we don't know better

It's a drought and I ain't got no cheddar

It's Christmas time and we don't know Santa

Around Christmas time, I'm a cold fellow

About my dough, I'ma go getta

It's hard to sale when the dope wetter

Ride on em' like a four-wheeler

Ride on em', let my dawg get em'

Watch them all sick em'

If I miss em', then my dawg'll hit em'

Getcha popped over a small issue

Ridin' 'round in that new shit it got a hog in it

Pockets like it gotta frog in it

Bankroll Frank all in it (And I'ma put something small in it)

Authenic, real hunnits these authenic

Red bottoms these cost plenty

Pink slip, your car rented

That's all I use to say, yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah

I swear it's all I used to say

And they ask me who I do it for

Why I shine, why I grind the way I do

They ask me who I do it for

I want it bad you should see the shit that I been through

This is what I do it for

My kids, all them loses I didn't win, all them bitches I didn't hit

This is what I do it for

I learned the harder way

We goin' all the way

We goin' all the way