"Die For" lyrics

Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, hey

Told my baby I'ma ride for her, ride for her
Get my prayers up for my lord, my lord
I got people I would die for, die for
What you call me when you high for, high for?
Told my baby I'ma ride for her, ride for her
Get my prayers up for my lord, my lord
I got people I would die for, die for
What you call me when you high for, high for?

Who she say, moving blunts like Juicy J
Mafia, get my Tommy gun out the way
Rattpack on my back, used to carry weight
Stuff it in my sock, thought I'd run the block
Got the Glock tucked by my waist
Enter in the place
Any, uh, homie, everyday
Cause you ain't gon' make it if you play it safe
You play or hate
Homie, boy I'll spill the tea
God, you should, like what you mean
Had lil' shorty on her knees
That's why I bought some for the team
Every time [?] had called me, I'm like, "what's up with the cream?"
Cause we stackin' green
Taking back the days, I was begging for some change
I couldn't even get a bite to eat
Got up on them beats
I'ma eat, like a fucking feast
Asking for sixteen, here's a thirty-two
I fuckin' beast, every single record that I'm touching
You can't fuck with me
Straight up from the gutter, swear I rose up from the mud
Got my cousin on the celly, he my blood

Told my baby I'ma ride for her, ride for her
Get my prayers up for my lord, my lord
I got people I would die for, die for
What you call me when you high for, high for?
Told my baby I'ma ride for her, ride for her
Get my prayers up for my lord, my lord
I got people I would die for, die for
What you call me when you high for, high for?