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