4daluv - Akir

I do it for the love, man.

Not for the fame

Not for the chicks, the whips, or the change

Not for the two-ways to flip or the Range.

Yeah

I want to get paid, but I do it for the stage

I do it for the love, man.

Not for the fame

Not for the chips, the six, or the name

Not for the video flicks or accolades.

Yeah

I want to get paid, but I do it for the stage

Heartbeat of

The streets—feel the energy—it's therapeutic

Everybody got to hustle, but I’m used to it

Sleepwalking through the system, now we all victims

Of greed, money, and lust.

What happened to us?

Once a family that stuck together.

Torn apart ‘cause

Nowadays, it’s all about the cheddar, the chrome, twenty-inch

Rims, the Lex, Beemer, the Benz,

When will it end, man?

Live from the block, you see them

Niggas making ends, selling poison to their neighbors

And friends, doing well, moving up the chain.

They got

Fly whips and things, a house on the hill, but still

Sell poison in the block, still trying to kill

I do it for the love, man.

Not for the fame

Not for the chicks, the whips, or the change

Not for the two-ways to flip or the Range.

Yeah

I want to get paid, but I do it for the stage

I do it for the love, man.

Not for the fame

Not for the chips, the six, or the name

Not for the video flicks or accolades.

Yeah

I want to get paid, but I do it for the stage

Ain’t shit gon' change except my chains

Forgets my chain, never gets those chains

Respect my age and accept my wage through the

Roads we’ve paved.

No, we won’t be slaves

Help my homie so we won’t be slinging.

For your

Own peace, say what’s real, for Pete’s sakes

Roll grass while in the dirt to see snakes.

Don’t

Hold back, say what you feel like handshake.

From the

Def Jam, whenever you can, have you read, man?

There’s no limit to the gifted mind.

You master

Your P’s and Q’s.

Boy, you’re bad and it’s big news

Fellows rock to your tunes, chicks roll J’s, mimic-

-ing the words that you say ‘cause it play all day

Radio airplay, windows, and hallways

It’s time that we rocked ‘til the time stopped.

Live

From the block, it’s hot like rock on a wild block

So don’t stop the art just ‘cause you climbed the chart

Reach inside the part that’s deep inside your heart

Make a beat that made you hungry to eat, that made you

Excited, ignited while you out on the street, that made you

Scared to rip, that made you proud to spit a blessing

Sent to all the people.

Your God’s giving gift

AKIR: Your God’s giving gift.

Yeah.

To all my emcees out there

YG: Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, ayyo

I do it for the love, man.

Not for the fame

Not for the chicks, the whips, or the change

Not for the two-ways to flip or the Range.

Yeah

I want to get paid, but I do it for the stage

I do it for the love, man.

Not for the fame

Not for the chips, the six, or the name

Not for the video flicks or accolades.

Yeah

I want to get paid, but I do it for the stage