Do It for the Ghetto

[Intro: Termanology]

Yeah

I do it for the hood

Still do it for the hood

And for the ghetto

Food stamp baby

Every day in this life

Goin' to EBT now though

We just tryna survive

I do it for the—

Ology

[Verse 1: Termanology]

Food stamp baby, yeah, I grew up on that welfare

Pot of cheese, pot of milk, yeah, we went through hell here

And it's poor healthcare and it never felt fair

Mama get the belt, yeah, leave a couple welts, yeah

Whip your legs, not your face, so they can't tell, yeah

Feeling like the Frеsh Prince 'fore he wеnt to Bel Air

Trouble all around, cuddies caught up in the spell here

Babyface killers with a pocket full of shells here

Schools was condemned, if not, they unaccredited

Crack dealers givin' out credit where they was peddling

AIDS spreading with no cure and no medicine

Straight devilish, targeting those with melanin

Politicians give no care, they embezzling

Found the buried treasure in hip hop, it's credited

For turning ghetto kids into millionaires

Thank God 'cause in the end, the glory is his

[Chorus: Lakeith Rashad]

I do it for the hood, I do it for the ghetto

This is for the ones on they hustle, tryna make it out the struggle

Ooh, this one for my brothers on the yard

Single ladies, I know it's hard

Trust me, if I ever said it, then I mean just that (I mean just that)

Go get it and I'm bringing it back (Big K.R.I.T.)

I do it for the ghetto

[Verse 2:Big K.R.I.T.]

This for every meal that I ate that barely filled up a plate

Unlike the ones during sunday service

Stomach, I know they hurtin'

But choirs and soul'll fill you up on the goal

To fight the battles of poverty with a shield and a sword

Who gon' lead through the troubles when ain't no road through the rubble? Them needles, bottles, and hubbas, they heal the futures of many

With no books for the reading 'cause lights was off when we needed, EBT barely be feeding, but somehow, guns, they had plenty

In the hood, nothing good ever came from a chopper

Just candlelights, melt the block and tears from a mama

Them laws around, Patty's dyin' in search for the commas and drugs

Government gave 'em the buzz, they got us stuck in the mud

Now that I barely can budge, budgeting, tell me, for what?

We couldn't afford it

I might've stole it back in the day

Now I pay it forward for those that barely could pay

I give it all to God and pray for the hood

[Chorus: Lakeith Rashad]

I do it for the hood, I do it for the ghetto

This is for the ones on they hustle, tryna make it out the struggle

Ooh, this one for my brothers on the yard

Single ladies, I know it's hard

Trust me, if I ever said it, then I mean just that

Go get it and I'm bringing it back

I do it for the ghetto

[Verse 3: Paul Wall]

This is for the 9601 West Montgomery

All my big homies and everything they done done for me

All the way to Southlea where me and Gu would run the streets

Anybody plexing get rolled up like a fronto leaf

I gotta speak on all those that's caught in the struggle

Keep pushing, stay focused, stacking up those Ruffles

My single mama was alone and had bills to juggle

That's the origin story of my hustle

It's time to turn the vibes up and turn your back on hate

I learned there's more to life than how much bread you can make

I was always taught to share whatever's on my plate

Never fake, I forever always give thanks

The first should be last and the last shall be first

Faith without works is dead, you gotta put in work

You gotta take time to till the dirt

Until I'm gone from the earth, I'ma earn my worth

I'ma do it for you

[Chorus: Lakeith Rashad]

I do it for the hood, I do it for the ghetto

This is for the ones on they hustle, tryna make it out the struggle

Ooh, this one for my brothers on the yard

Single ladies, I know it's hard

Trust me, if I ever said it, then I mean just that

Go get it and I'm bringing it back