Who You Do It For?

(Ash, look out!) Club, studio, studio, club That's the life I gotta live if I wanna be up Can't lie when I walk in I always get love But can't vibe if we talking, need the room to be hushed Shawty talking in my ear, but I can't even get acquainted The music too loud, the air too tainted Homies told to pop out, the picture they painted Is I'd get to be the man, but I'm feeling like I ain't it Was the man at 18, couldn't tell a nigga nothing Now I'm 25, getting high, feeling like I'm fronting Not Pharrell and Jay-Z when the club was straight bumping More like shit is hazy every section of the function I know my people my people but who are all of these extras? Do they care if I stay? If I leave did I impress ya? Asking all these questions, can't tell if it's a test or they see me as a connection or someone needing a lecture? The more I see the game, the less that I wanna play Just more people to blame for why I'm not getting play More work for less name, more hours for less pay So I sing this song to remind me every day You gotta ask who you do it for Is it lights? Is it for the glow? Is it for the fam? The people who know That when the lights dim, their boy has a home Never goes too far that he can't come back, no But there's something 'bout being in the middle of the storm, People come and go, the team is the core But I gotta remember who I do this for, oh Bed cubicle, cubicle bed That's the life that pays the bills but it's leaving me dead No matter how I good I am Get praise, a promotion I'm moving up the ladder But still fucking up my motion The highlight of the day for my boss? Is he got off The highlight of my day? This bar I just got off We in this meeting talking 'bout Q2, far off From real prioritization Imma be a part of Strattled between the safety, the blanket we all craving And the burning desire inside to do something amazing In the office? You work hard, it's easy to get complacent Trained to hear "Good job!", immediate validation It's easy conditioning, way you walk, way you dress, way you talk "Oh no stress!", fiend to impress The way life outside of work is made to relieve stress Even if means your dream is taking a deep rest You gotta ask who you do it for Is it lights? Is it for the glow? Is it for the fam? The people who know That when the lights dim, their boy has a home Never goes too far that he can't come back, no But there's something 'bout being in the middle of the storm, People come and go, the team is the core But I gotta remember who I do this for, oh