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

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