Who I Do It For - YFN Lucci

Another day, another dollar

Still ridin' round in my Impala

Its another day, and everyday we gotta profit

It’s robbin' season and everybody out plottin'

Ion speak but don’t say allot 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

Niggas talk bout all that shit I ain’t never seen

My niggas be lurkin'

Everybody ain’t perfect

If a nigga say he did it kownin' he ain’t did that nigga 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 prefect

I learned the harder way, we goin all the way, we goin our way

They won by mistake

Everything ain’t everything and everywhere ain’t safe

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

Gotta get out the hood one day

We gone get out the hood one day

That’s all I use 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

Nobody gave me shit nigga

I had to grind for it had to go get it

Never backed down or ran from no nigga

It wasn’t no blueprint we didn’t know Jigga

We just some lost kids with some hope in em'

We all sin we don’t know better

It’s a drought in 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’m a go getta

It’s hard to sale when the dope wetter

Ride on em' like a fourwheeler

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’m a pussy if 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

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 our way