Live For

Thought I was done with my music, never, I just been low I need the money, I got to feed all of my kinfolk Trying to get paper and if you with it take my info Fly to wherever driving whatever like some rich folks My shorty telling me that she miss me since I've been gone You probably hating cuz shorty put you in a friend zone I got a lot of shit that be weighing on my mental Thinking about my son, on my life, that's who I live for I was a youngin' caught stealing out my momma purse We was poor living in Section 8 it was the worse E.B.T. coming in on the 15th and the 1st We ain't have nothing thought I was living with a curse Walking pass the older homies smokin' on some purp One time let me hit it had me coughing that shit hurt Now I roll up back to back before I lay a verse Tryna get some paper if you with it lets converse I need all the pay, diamonds with the studs yeah Dripping everyday, wavy like a flood yeah Know they finna hate, how we going up yeah I ain't sold a thing, but I'm looking like the plug yeah Came up from the dirt, made it out the mud Gotta get this cake yeah, I gotta feed my son Neo in the Matrix, I feel like the one If you ever doubted me you probably feeling dumb Probably think it's crazy if you doubted me Saw this shit up in my dreams now reality Get up and grind is my only mentality F*ck 9 to 5 I can't work for a salary College degree, for me, was just a falacy Dropped outta school, thought I was done, but actually I'm in the stu working on a new masterpiece Liu Kang, I kill shit, this beat a fatality Thought I was done with my music, never, I just been low I need the money, I got to feed all of my kinfolk Trying to get paper and if you with it take my info Fly to wherever driving whatever like some rich folks My shorty telling me that she miss me since I've been gone You probably hating cuz shorty put you in a friend zone I got a lot of shit that be weighing on my mental Thinking about my son, on my life, that's who I live for (Live For) (Thinking about my son, on my life, that's who I live for) (Live For) Thought I was done with my music, never, I just been low I need the money, I got to feed all of my kinfolk Trying to get paper and if you with it take my info Fly to wherever driving whatever like some rich folks My shorty telling me that she miss me since I've been gone You probably hating cuz shorty put you in a friend zone I got a lot of shit that be weighing on my mental Thinking about my son, on my life, that's who I live for