Big K.R.I.T. - 4 Tha 1's lyrics

[Hook:] I did it for the ones that never had The players that never will Ride old schools ingrained in Wheels of Steel I know about the slums and hard times Boats and sewers lines Cops that kick doors in Black eye shines This more than rhymes I do it for the ones [Verse 1: Big KRIT] I ain't the one for politicin' Just liquor bottle sippin' One the corners with my partners talkin' life after d**h And the meaning of empty boxes that sit on my shelf Too real to beg for meals, too proud to ask for help I know we pray, we sell weed, married for life To this game we in my friend pa**ed the rice Lets get it, more than we got it Fillin' my pockets With petty dreams, of being king of parking lot and My homie lobby until they shot him Polo down blood spotted, so why bother Being fresh, when you ain't fly enough for d**h I don't do this for my health But for those that ain't here [Hook:] [Verse 2: Bobby Creekwater] I do it for those with less fortune They ain't got a lot but yet they still bless they portion My mic got distortion but I talk this sh** regardless Thankful for my oddness in the neighborhood that birthed me But then I talk that sh** that make the government research me Yea, I do my best, Pimp is gone, Bun here, after d**h I do the rest How do me, and hopefully, they may say easy to do you Know you feel like its in vain sometimes, n***a, we do too We boohoo Then we laugh, then we get up off our a** Quietly acquire fortune so we yellin' free at last We are so much more than any condo we ever closed Can we keep if we get it, sh** we never know [Hook:]