Yeah
Do it for the love
For the hate
For the sons in the fait
For the drums and the baseless break
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Something to make for the ones in the basement
Chasing the one that's great
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)

Hugs and the thanks not the funds in the bank
Done for the kids listen up what I say
World full of sin and a world full of hate
You don't know who you is
Better know who you ain't (ain't)
Don't hate on me
My cup on full
Your cup on fleet
Look good on you
Look great on me
And I'ma give it right back like God

Like hey, hey, don't hate on me
My cup on full
Your cup on fleek
Look good on you
Look great on me
And I'ma give it right back
I'ma give it right back baby
Paid off for it
All of these blessings
All of these chors
Rather follow his word
Than follow my sword

This is a war we cannot afford, lord
Pray for the kids growing up in the matrix
Lay to the vi showing up in the playlist
Teachers ain't paid near enough to erase it
Preachers just want to get paid
(Hey, hey, hey)

Money don't ever have make a man
Really more often it will break a man
Hey, I can never ever do relate to them
On my life mama need been paying the things
Hey, my mama told me about Jesus
But never really knew who he was (he was)
I always know it was a reason
I don't need to see to believe in God

Do it for the love
For the hate
For the sons in the fait
For the drums and the baseless break
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Something to make for the ones in the basement
Chasing the one that's great
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)

Hugs and the thanks not the funds in the bank
Done for the kids listen up what I say
World full of sin and a world full of hate
You don't know who you is
Better know who you ain't
(Ain't, ain't, ain't)
Who you wanna make out to be
I never fake in the fade for the clout to see
I never let a man tell me what I'm about to be
'Cause if I did then I never would out to me
They like - I heard you turn christian mate
I don't know if your music going to hit the same
But everything I write is got gifted man
Just with a different name

Listen man
(Hey, hey, hey)
Hey, don't hate on me
My cup on full
Your cup on fleet
Look good on you
Look great on me
And I'ma give it right back like G.O. d
Like hey, hey, don't hate on me
My cup on full
Your cup on fleek
Look good on you
Look great on me
And I'ma give it right back
I'ma give it right back baby

Do it for the love
For the hate
For the sons in the fait
For the drums and the baseless break
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Something to make for the ones in the basement
Chasing the one that's great
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Hugs and the thanks not the funds in the bank
Done for the kids listen up what I say
World full of sin and a world full of hate
You don't know who you is
Better know who you ain't