Song Lyrics
i do it for the
I wish he woulda asked me for them couple stacks damn, before a young nigga knew that life got hard
Im mild mannered but im hype on my records, im a slave ever since they broke these chains i been runnin
i no longer have to walk up out em
tell somebody you love em nigga yea
i do it for the love
Cuz the solutions for succeeding is all that i know, but everybody called him maine While, ill do somethin to ya
A closed mouth never got fed, tell somebody you love em nigga, me and my cousins playin the the yard
Im not tryin to take ya woman, cuz the solutions for succeeding is all that i know, im not tryin to steal ya money
i wish he woulda asked me for them couple stacks damn
Everything you take from me imma get back twice, i just look this way While, sometimes i feel like its overwhelming being me
If one person get the picture thats good for me, too many homies locked up to help em make bail We, too many homies locked up to help em make bail
Tell somebody you love em nigga, i aint got enough face for my tear drop trails
i do it for the
sometimes i feel like im locked up and im free
matter fact i really do it for all the above
I do it for the love, i just look this way Here, givin all that i got ta give
Sometimes i feel like im locked up and im free, i get paid to talk about em MJG, i just look this way
I get paid to talk about em, a closed mouth never got fed, my life been a battlefield
Now we in the streets, but i snap back and realize im built for this life We, sometimes i feel like im locked up and im free
grandaddy they were still alive
No problems and no failures, everything came to me was a long time comin
I get paid to talk about em, grandaddy they were still alive
Most of the stuff that i rap about be facts, i just look this way
im just tryin to feed my family and take care of my momma
i do it for the love
grandaddy they were still alive
Grandaddy they were still alive, im mild mannered but im hype on my records
Im an og man, it was a long hard struggle
try to keep em motivated til they make it home
While we here lets celebrate, while we here lets celebrate, too many homies locked up to help em make bail
But dont mean that i still live like that, so i try to send em pictures MJG, most of the stuff that i rap about be facts
Dont do tomorrow what you could do today, dont do tomorrow what you could do today
Im an og man, ill do somethin to ya
Most of the stuff that i rap about be facts, ill do somethin to ya, thank god i can make it with this rap now
While we here lets celebrate, tell somebody you love em nigga
Thats why im spittin now daddy, tell somebody you love em nigga
So i try to send em pictures, when she had to put her son body in tha dirt, matter fact i really do it for all the above
im mild mannered but im hype on my records
sometimes i feel like im locked up and im free
A closed mouth never got fed, i wish he woulda asked me for them couple stacks damn, years went by
I just look this way, a closed mouth never got fed, a closed mouth never got fed
Im blessed to be a rapper, get mines like the next man gets his 8Ball, i hope you listen to the words i speak
Summertime 1985, i aint got to keep a strap in my lap now 8Ball, i aint got enough face for my tear drop trails
everything you take from me imma get back twice
a lot of paths
sometimes i feel like its overwhelming being me
Grandaddy they were still alive, thats why im spittin now daddy
While we here lets celebrate, tell somebody you love em nigga We, they was in the trap and i was rappin over beats
im mild mannered but im hype on my records
I aint got enough face for my tear drop trails, everything came to me was a long time comin, a closed mouth never got fed
grandaddy they were still alive
