Do It For The Boy Lyrics

They goin' band for a band, dawg, I go eye for an eye

Type of money only sleepin' when I fly in the sky

I ain't playin' this year, no more toing and froing

Less public, more private, like a jet for a Boeing

I got bloods in the A and I got C's in Belize

Half the shit I done this year you gotta see it to believe

Feelin' like I'm Socrates, they pay for my philosophies

Other rappers full of shit, I call 'em colonoscopy

$10k on a table just to feel some privacy

That's Christian on the label, ridin' on a Prada tee

They duckin' from the Dollar Tree, they come out for the prodigy

They know what I'm about to be, it's safe to say they proud of me

Even though I know they slimin' me, I never heard apologies

My friends are all advisin' me to keep on televisin' me

And stay away from bitches cause they know that shit a vice to me

It's just another price for me

Yeah

Tap my platinum card on the shit

Yeah

Cause homie I got ownership

Yeah, I never sold my soul on the road for the platinum and the gold

I just do what I been told and that shit is "Do the most"

Dawg I'm breakin' out the mould and I do it for the Melbourne kids who see me on a post

Who wonder what I did right, I had the bid right

Back before I had the beard right, was still up in the bed, right

I gave 'em all the recipes and pots right out my kitchen

Cause back when I had asked them for the help they didn't listen

I had to switch my gearin' so I could go on and diss 'em

I do their weekly numbers while I'm in the toilet, pissin'

I wish I had a manual to better understand you

You say you got a past, but girl, I got me a past too

All your bills is past due, I know that you can't handle

The way that I am all up in your head like it's Cantu

Like the old times, go ahead and light a candle

They see us at the club then that shit'll start a scandal

Hidin' like I'm cancelled, I'm snappin' like a sandal

Wearin' all my chains and that shit is gettin' tangled

Goin' back to the boy

You see me at the dance, throw it back for the boy

You put me in a trance, goin' bad for the boy

Do it with no hands, make it clap for the boy, yeah

Yeah

Aight, that's it, man

How long was I goin' for?

Felt like three minutes

Only two? It's not bad, man, I'll take it

Not a bad effort at all

Fuckin' oath, mate

I can still rap, baby

Hahaha

The boy is back, I'm home

Hahaha

Aight, good shit, let's wrap it up