Midwxst - Do It For Em!

[Intro]
Hey glumboy
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Woah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Woah)
(Big goonie, you rockin' with LJ, fuck is you talkin' about)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Woah)

[Chorus]
Im sippin' on Fanta, no this is not tris
Put the rolly on my wrist to cover the slits
I promise my momma that I will get rich
And I'm not backing down no, I'm fin' do that shit
R.I.P to my auntie and grandma, I miss
I do this for family, I do it for them
I was a lil' boy, and I turned to a man
I'm finna blow up, yeah you know that's the plan

[Verse]
They wanna be me
I feel like I'm [?] I got [?] on me
I stay with the gang, got an army with me
Yeah, you is nobody, you not chopping with me
So, I do not care what you say
The memories, know they replay
My bags not starting decay
I'm seeing the fakes [?]
My momma told me she proud of me
Fuck everybody that doubted me, yeah
I feel like my name is Autumn!
Put my bitches in the watanabe's, yeah
Muhfuckers' wanna like me
I know that they really some wannabes, yeah
I already know I'ma blow
Just wondering when will the time will be, yeah
Crazy how fast that the time pass
I was making songs off of my iPad
Had a [?]
I was [?], I was downbad
Now, I got mad money in my bag
I always remember the nights I was so sad
[?], I'ma go back
True colors is all I'ma show that, yeah
I ain't never give a damn
Autotune voice, [?] feeling what I am
Bust down [?]
Boy watchin all my moves, that boy really is a stan
Check just hit, finna do my lil' dance
Spend 300 on my brand new pants
You not like me, boy you don't got a chance
Purple hoodie on me feel like I'm prince, yeah
Saying I'm up, but I already know
I couldn't do this shit, do it on my own
Sh-Shoutout to everybody that I know
I do this for you, and do it for my bros
Balenci's on me when I walk in the store
I copped me some clothes, but I wanted some more
I'm raising my glass 'cause it's time for a toast
[?]
Call my fit Benji, cause that shit is cold
You don't know the link, and you don't know the code
That boy went outside, I heard that boy he tote
I feel like I'm [?]
I feel like I'm Charles, 'cause I'm on my own
When I hit my [?], tryna get in my show
You mess with the gang, and that choppa gon' blow
Put the foot on the gas, 'cause I'm not going slow
Hop in the Benz, I hop in a Mercedes
Off of the drugs, so they cannot tame me
Got a lil' thing, know I got a lil' lady
She stay at my crib, she been here a lot lately
I would think you funny, you not entertaining
Been in the stu', this is my form of training
Know I'm not thin, baby I'm concentrating
I'ma drop a lil' song, cause they tired of waiting
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah (Woah)

[Chorus]
Im sippin' on Fanta, no this is not tris
Put the rolly on my wrist to cover the slits
I promise my momma that I will get rich
And I'm not backing down no, I'm fin' do that shit
R.I.P to my auntie and grandma, I miss
I do this for family, I do it for them
Im sippin' on Fanta, no this is not tris
Put the rolly on my wrist to cover the slits
I promise my momma that I will get rich
And I'm not backing down no, I'm fin' do that shit
R.I.P to my auntie and grandma, I miss
I do this for family, I do it for them
R.I.P to my auntie and grandma, I miss
I do this for family, I do it for them
(Hey glumboy)
(Big goonie, you rockin' with LJ, fuck is you talkin' about)