Sincerely Collins - For the Love lyrics

[Verse 1: Futuristic] Yo, ya It started with a notepad and pencil Only one instrumental, my bro was [?], I was little skittles We set out to get em, no curse words but k**in' I was only six then, now I'm in the building Momma found my raps though, threw em in the trash can Said I wasn't old enough, I should be watching pacman Or Blues Clues, or something stupid Never know when I grow to be Mr. I Had To Do It I kept spitting anyways, k**ed a talent show In second grade they say I got astounding flow I walked across the street to kick it with them black kids Cuz white boys never listen to that rap sh** 8-track sh**, pops had the studio I was just actin', like I had a movie roll Talking bout some crazy sh**, never been through it though Vocab was so rad, that's why I had a crucial hoe But I never even kissed her I wonder what it would be like if a n***a was still with her She got a kid and I was f**ing with her sister I never purposely dissed her, sometimes I still miss her Outta my system I used to smoke with them older dudes Running round doing things I wasn't supposed to do Writing sad, slow songs about how I can't get over you And you still got em, that's how I know it's true We had big dreams, and we still do I made big moves and you will too But make sure that you do it for the love Cuz all these n***as do it just because [Bridge: Futuristic] I do it for the love and all these n***as do it just because I do it for the love and all these n***as do it just because [Verse 2: Sincerely Collins] Collins Man, [?] mother f**ing rappin at, that sh** so tragic I wanna show em love by they sh** so average I grew up bumping common, mos def, pharrell, yeezy, Jay-z And now my sh**'s so cla**ic Plastic, I swear I'm in a room full of Ken dolls The same n***as looking at me like we can fall The same n***as who just took that as an insult They're the same n***as I'm iller than with a pencil Literal lyrical backflip, quality control get rid of that wack sh** I only f** with like 2 or 3 n***as in my city You know besides the ones I'm on the track with I used to turn it up loud when I was feeling sad Cuz music was like the pops that I never had Mom's gone too, what type of sh** is that? But that's a whole 'nother story, whole 'nother track Yeah, see all I want is to stay true All you want is the fame for you and your lame crew I ain't mad, I'm just saying when I see you, I see him, I see the same dude Uh, so pledge allegiance to innovation Bungee jump with a shoe string, if you into fake sh** Cuz I'm nothing short of amazing with every single track that I'm making I do it for the L-O-V-E And mom's looking down at me screaming from above Showing L-O-V-E And all you mother f**ers seem to do it just for love [Bridge: Futuristic] I do it for the love and all these n******gs do it just because I do it for the love and all these n******gs do it just because [Verse 3: Kaliq] It started in the projects, no instrumentals No a**urance of success, 'till I pay incidentals It kept me out the streets, south central was a beast I was sitting in the belly, trying to scribble my way out Way before investors, before I had a paypal Ain't really know when [?] say how I was going to make it, the people, places, and things I had dreams, staying up reading the Source magazine Pop recorded my first song, age of thirteen Ever since then it's been me and my pen She got me through break ups, beefing with fake friends Took me to meet Dre, The Game, and Eminem The age of 23 I knew it was meant to be Even though sometimes I swear I hate this b**h She ruined all of my past relationships, she the only broad I can stay faithful with We like, B and J, Faith and Big If I don't make no money off you, it don't make no sense Tell my critics I do it cuz I regret it if I didn't And my mind got a sickness, I'm infested with lyrics So a n***a can't sleep, can't focus on my girl, can't think, can't eat Gotta take it to the booth, gotta put it to a beat, or I feel incomplete If you do it just to do it, then you can never compete You can't see it coming down my cheeks So I gotta make this song weep It's been a long week Hot from the pain, gas tank on E So I'm whipping to the lab, gotta chase those dreams [Bridge: Futuristic] I do it for the love and all these n******gs do it just because I do it for the love and all these n******gs do it just because I do it for the love and all these n******gs do it just because I do it for the love and all these n******gs do it just because