I do it for the have-nots
And keep it ice cold yeah like I'm the liquor store mascot
I do it for the have-nots
And keep it ice cold yeah like I'm the liquor store mascot
[Verse 1: Playboy Tre]
So here we go again, loner
Through the A-town, where dealers build empires on the corner
And people live for the moment
And the cops'll put a hole in your head and sprinkle crack on ya
I think Dave Chappelle said that
My teachers said I'd be dead at fifteen, but I excelled that
Oops, I meant to say "exceeded that"
And my music always in the hood, yeah like a weed sack
It's everywhere you look, dirty
Georgia dirt up in my veins even though I never look dirty
I'm riding up I-20 and I'm sort of a big deal, so freaks wave hi to me
Decatur's Ron Burgundy, the hood Anchorman
I see the struggle and I paint it man
So it's he the hood root for
Treboy Play man you already know what I do it for
I do it for the have-nots
And keep it ice cold yeah like I'm the liquor store mascot
I do it for the have-nots
And keep it ice cold yeah like I'm the liquor store mascot
[Verse 2: Playboy Tre]
I'm walking with the strugglers
And all the people yelling "f** the world" because it troubles us (man)
It's like ain't nobody loving us
They say the property value done dropped down because of us
So here is what I represent: the drunk loners and the strugglers trying to stay prevalent
To fight back I'm never hesitant
A white cop called me n***a and I been a rebel ever since
And it shows in my music flow
They say conform and the majors'll come
I won't do it though
Ain't got a deal but I'm outstanding
Them s**ers never catch up like Usain Bolt
I talk sh** and pop like Cannon
And stay Indy in the game like I'm motherf**ing Bob Sanders
Or should I say Reggie Wayne?
Drunk loner hamsquad
Stay down to the fifty came
I do it for the have-nots
And keep it ice cold yeah like I'm the liquor store mascot
I do it for the have-nots
And keep it ice cold yeah like I'm the liquor store mascot
[Verse 3: Playboy Tre]
I'm about to wrap it up ya'll
Another song in the book but don't fret cause I'll be back ya'll
Spit the pain like a saxophone
Some people say that they can tell I'm real- I'm that fact alone
So the track bleeds misery
And I ain't scared to tell the world I'm a drunk man, cause this is me
So it's me the hood root for
Treboy Play man you already know what I do it for
I do it for the have-nots
And keep it ice cold yeah like I'm the liquor store mascot
I do it for the have-nots
And keep it ice cold yeah like I'm the liquor store mascot