For a Livin - Berner, Big K.R.I.T., Killa Kyleon

Yeah, yeah

I do this for a living, the cars and the spending

From start to the finish, I do it just to win it

I do this for the hood, I do this for the homies

I do this for the bitches, I do it so you know me

I do this for a living, the planes and the flights

I do this for the clear sky stars in the night

I do this for the dope boys still selling packs

I do this for the ones that ain’t never coming back

I do this for a living

When I die, hope I’m forgiven

Cause in these streets we living

It’s either death or prison

I never take a day off

We be gettin' weight off

Out of state hustle, I never had me a day job

When that plane take off, we be shippin' yay off

Never been a middle man, always been a straight boss

Cats be tellin' now-a-days

So I be watching who I hang with

Big Meech, Larry Hoover, I be on that same shit

In the drought, kick back, and watch the cane flip

Breaking bread with the same clique that I came with

The only thing on my mind, that make a killin'

I came up broke, nothing was given

I do this for a living, the cars and the spending

From start to the finish, I do it just to win it

I do this for the hood, I do this for the homies

I do this for the bitches, I do it so you know me

I do this for a living, the planes and the flights

I do this for the clear sky stars in the night

I do this for the dope boys still selling packs

I do this for the ones that ain’t never coming back

I do this for a living

We’re living it

Ain’t no label gives me advances

All I got is my grind, taking penitentiary chances

While you’re rapping right

I was in that hook wrapping white

Ain’t 'bout no bother stoppin'

I’mma let Tano-no I ain’t rappin'

And I’m gonna tell my kids that ain’t no food in that icebox

But I got plenty green, purple lean, and a nine Glock

That they can’t get no shoes when the new J’s come out

And I’m gonna look at my bitch and say that the money run out

So I go and get that bread dough

Run out, make my salary

Right there on the block

But he lost some weight like it’s some calories

Allergic to no money, so I’mma hustle to help my allergies

Get your money straight but we don’t play

We can’t be no pussies

I do this for a living, the cars and the spending

From start to the finish, I do it just to win it

I do this for the hood, I do this for the homies

I do this for the bitches, I do it so you know me

I do this for a living, the planes and the flights

I do this for the clear sky stars in the night

I do this for the dope boys still selling packs

I do this for the ones that ain’t never coming back

I do this for a living

I hustle independent and if the raps don’t sell

I’mma double off the pimpin'

Still moving P’s out

Ship 'em to the deep South

This what the streets 'bout

You either ball or take that cheap route

In case I get cracked, gotta keep a hundred stash

It comes quick, but still we blowing money fast

I turn the dream into an everyday lifestyle

Tomorrow ain’t promised, I gotta get it right now

Looking through my rear view, watching the clock

Blunt burning, got my bitch with me, watching for cops

On a mission tryna' get a million

I swear to God ain’t no way I can describe the feelin'

Homie I do this for a livin'

I do this for a living, the cars and the spending

From start to the finish, I do it just to win it

I do this for the hood, I do this for the homies

I do this for the bitches, I do it so you know me

I do this for a living, the planes and the flights

I do this for the clear sky stars in the night

I do this for the dope boys still selling packs

I do this for the ones that ain’t never coming back

I do this for a living