Why I Do It (feat. Lil Wayne)

(Go Grizz)

(This a Hood Famous production)

Get off my dick, let me do me

That's a million bucks, every two weeks

I'm fuckin' on an actress, we makin' movies

I'm pullin' out my camera, we shootin' new scenes

I'm flexin' stupid on these ****, pukin' on these ****

Sippin' all this drank, Lord I'm juicin' on these ****

Got my bitch ballin' hard

Sheryl Swoopin' on these ****

Mind your fuckin' business and stop Googlin' on me, ****

I do Tunechi on these ****

Riding through the city with a bad bitch with me

She wanna know if she can bring her friends

But my **** wanna know if they're pretty

Yeah, they can tag along

Bet you I could tag 'em all

With a little loud and some alcohol

But I'ma pass 'em all to my ****

Kick 'em out when I'm done, ****, fuck 'em all

Back to the grind (Grind)

**** work so hard like I get paid overtime (Work)

But when I see the check I'm geeked

Run up in the mall, buy the same thing three times

Call it foreplay

'Cause when the hoes see me shop, you can hear the panties drop (Drop)

Running up a check get 'em so wet (Wet)

Gotta ball out, call it BowFlex

They wanna know how I go so hard but I'm still so young

And I'm eatin' so good and I'm still not done

No I ain't stoppin' till l I got it all

And I'm winnin' till it ain't no room for losin'

I ain't gotta tell you why I do it

Get cash, get cars, go hard (Aye)

I ain't gonna tell you why I do it

****, I don't ask why you do your job

I ain't gotta tell you why I do it

I grind sundown, sunrise

Don't tell me to prove it 'cause I might lose it

I ain't gonna tell you why I do it (Do it)

I ain't gonna tell you why I do it (Do it)

I ain't gonna tell you why I do it (Do it)

I ain't gonna tell you why I do it (Do it)

I ain't gonna tell you why I do it

Don't have to tell you, the grind is relentless

I ain't gotta tell you why I do it

**** that's my business

Even if you say you don't fuck with it

'Cause you know for my **** I'ma stay down

Stay down, stay down

We never trust them bitches, better lay down

Lay down, lay down

'Cause they never come around when the money out

Money out, money out

All the same people that ran out (Ran)

Tryin' to come around for a handout (Uh-huh)

I woke up this mornin', dick rock hard

If you're lookin' for your woman, she just hopped off

If you lookin' for some trouble, you ain't gotta look far

I put the dick in her stomach, she holla "Good Lord!"

I put the dick in her stomach, she holla "Good God!"

These **** claimin' they thuggin', they know they good boys

My **** call me KG, 'cause I'm the Kush God

And my coupe don't need a key, I'm talking push-start, push-start

Riding and vibing, ain't hiding, come find me

It ain't hard to find me 'cause, ****, I'm shinin'

I ain't got to tell these boys, they know I'm shinin'

I ain't got to tell my goons turn up, they bother you

Fuck with me right now, that's bad timing

Fatherless children and sad mommies

Fuck all this shit they be saying 'bout me

I'm on that sipping, too damn drowsy for that bullshit

I ain't gonna tell you why I do it

Get cash, get cars, go hard

I ain't gonna tell you why I do it

****, I don't ask why you do your job

I ain't gonna tell you why I do it

I grind sundown, sunrise

Don't tell me to prove it 'cause I might lose it

I ain't gonna tell you why I do it (Do it)

I ain't gonna tell you why I do it (Do it)

I ain't gonna tell you why I do it (Do it)

I ain't gonna tell you why I do it (Do it)

I ain't gonna tell you why I do it

Don't have to tell you, the grind is relentless

I ain't gotta tell you why I do it

****, that's my business

Even if you say you don't fuck with it

That's cool

(Moolah, baby)