| Got some reap, niggers in this bitch |
| Real niggers dig and ride it |
| (No renegades, no renegades) |
| Now who you do it for? |
| Chorus: |
| I do it for the streets, the people |
| The haters, we need 'em, |
| the ones who… internal folks and believers |
| For the struggle, the hustler, my momma, I love ya |
| you taught me how to get it, |
| I got this shit from the muscle, from the block |
| The daughter, the. we’re fogging |
| I make this shit for y’all and I guarantee that you love it |
| Who you do it for? |
| Now who you do it for, yeah? |
| If I die tonight, just … in Versace, dear |
| I pray for all the pussies, and they’re hating… |
| Hold my casket for me, 82, 100 000 |
| Nothing less than ravish, now we’re rolling down! |
| Realest niggers, and … |
| I do it for them hustlers all over the nation! |
| Look in my eyes, see what I see |
| I am my brothers keeper, eat what I eat! |
| Worst than my momma, bitch, I’m trying to die a legend |
| Pray to God my second home… in Heaven |
| Pushing the venom like it’s a coop |
| On top of my lady, drop off the roof! |
| …What you know about getting money… in the summer? |
| …and done it, bring it to… |
| I got an answer for your question |
| Chorus: |
| I do it for the streets, the people |
| The haters, we need 'em, |
| the ones who… internal folks and believers |
| For the struggle, the hustler, my momma, I love ya |
| you taught me how to get it, |
| I got this shit from the muscle, from the block |
| The daughter, the. we’re fogging |
| I make this shit for y’all and I guarantee that you love it |
| Who you do it for? |
| Now who you do it for, yeah? |
| I do it for the niggers in the… |
| Who barely see the sun… |
| I pray for all you felons, I wait for you kids |
| Cross so many nights… |
| That’s why I’m living life like I might die tomorrow |
| This watch is disrespectful, I might catch a charge |
| Pull up with my ex, I’m like: 'what up, bitch?' |
| This shit I’m driving half a corner, fuck a damn shit! |
| Back on the block, straight with the clock |
| …see what you’re not! |
| Twenty three only… and getting money |
| Do it for the once who made a way of nothing |
| Shut at your dope boss, shut out, you go get us |
| One for the broke homies, two for the reach niggas! |
| I was a man when my daddy wasn’t |
| I got an answer for your question |
| Chorus: |
| I do it for the streets, the people |
| The haters, we need 'em, |
| the ones who… internal folks and believers |
| For the struggle, the hustler, my momma, I love ya |
| you taught me how to get it, |
| I got this shit from the muscle, from the block |
| The daughter, the. we’re fogging |
| I make this shit for y’all |
| and I guarantee that you love it |
| Who you do it for? |
| Now who you do it for, yeah? |