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