Lyrics What We Do It For - BMB

Do we do it for the
Love of the money
Love of the hoes
Or the Love of the fame
I just do it for the paper my nigga where the money go you know I do the same
Do we do it for the
Love of the money
Love of the hoes
Or the Love of the fame
Man we bout to be the greatest my nigga whole world finna know the kid name

This shit strange to me can′t no money or no pussy ever change a g
Y'all blew it why you look a shamed of me
I′m just a young nigga being what I'm made to be
So, Farewell to the broke days
I'm just trynna Be the most paid
If that′s alright?
Me and spen in the stu cooking up all night
Fell in love with the grind man I′m done with the hype
Hold up
Let me finish
Momma always told her son just to go and get it
They say life is just a bitch then I want the seven digits
Make her fall in love with me Then I let my niggas hit it
That's the game
Where the ref at?
I done ran up a check where my breathe at?
Spent enough time this check where the next at?
Really what I′m saying getting money what I'm best at
I′m just known to keep it real
Not taking no opinions I'm just rapping how I feel
Just trynna make a million put my people in the hills
Man I′m tired of having visions I need something I can feel
I'm just trynna get paid
So we gon beat the block til it cave
Like a clock working night to the day
I don't know no other way
We gon make this mark never fade
Til forever we gon hear the people say

Do we do it for the
Love of the money
Love of the hoes
Or the Love of the fame
I just do it for the paper my nigga where the money go you know I do the same
Do we do it for the
Love of the money
Love of the hoes
Or the Love of the fame
Man we bout to be the greatest my nigga whole world finna know the kid name

Do we do it for da hoes, to be dressed in fancy clothes, or we tired a goin broke?

If it ain′t bout money den u can carry on
I got tired a watchin momma have to struggle all alone lemme take it from ya

Uh
I kno the part imma play
They say u practice whatchu preach an u ain got nun to say

Jus got a pool full a sharks kuz i was swimmin wit snakes
An they kno imma be the greatest by the look on my face

Ok, look. This this the mission
Kuz i cant have my niggas talkin wit me thru the prison
We gone run dem bands up elevatin wit precision watch
We kick em to the vet since he focused onem bitches

Man u can do u, but imma do it better
United we all stand so my niggas fall together
He ain stickin to da plan idm its whateva
He can stay down at the bottom while we flyin wit the feathers

This life a crazy bitch an i wish i neva met her
Reflectin on my past got me thinkin bout barrettas
When u think u found the one turtle neck her like a sweater

An if u think u love her mufucka dont forget
Put a finger up if u got love for da money
2 fingers up if u got love for da fame
Or put em all up if u love money power an respect
Wit the whole world singin yo name tell me what we do it for