I do it for the have-nots
And keep it ice cold yeah like I'm the liquor store mascot

I do it for the have-nots
And keep it ice cold yeah like I'm the liquor store mascot

[Verse 1: Playboy Tre]
So here we go again, loner
Through the A-town, where dealers build empires on the corner
And people live for the moment
And the cops'll put a hole in your head and sprinkle crack on ya
I think Dave Chappelle said that
My teachers said I'd be dead at fifteen, but I excelled that
Oops, I meant to say "exceeded that"
And my music always in the hood, yeah like a weed sack

It's everywhere you look, dirty
Georgia dirt up in my veins even though I never look dirty
I'm riding up I-20 and I'm sort of a big deal, so freaks wave hi to me
Decatur's Ron Burgundy, the hood Anchorman
I see the struggle and I paint it man
So it's he the hood root for
Treboy Play man you already know what I do it for

I do it for the have-nots
And keep it ice cold yeah like I'm the liquor store mascot

I do it for the have-nots
And keep it ice cold yeah like I'm the liquor store mascot

[Verse 2: Playboy Tre]
I'm walking with the strugglers
And all the people yelling "fuck the world" because it troubles us (man)
It's like ain't nobody loving us
They say the property value done dropped down because of us
So here is what I represent: the drunk loners and the strugglers trying to stay prevalent
To fight back I'm never hesitant
A white cop called me nigga and I been a rebel ever since
And it shows in my music flow
They say conform and the majors'll come
I won't do it though
Ain't got a deal but I'm outstanding
Them suckers never catch up like Usain Bolt
I talk shit and pop like Cannon
And stay Indy in the game like I'm motherfucking Bob Sanders
Or should I say Reggie Wayne?
Drunk loner hamsquad
Stay down to the fifty came

I do it for the have-nots
And keep it ice cold yeah like I'm the liquor store mascot

I do it for the have-nots
And keep it ice cold yeah like I'm the liquor store mascot

[Verse 3: Playboy Tre]
I'm about to wrap it up ya'll
Another song in the book but don't fret cause I'll be back ya'll
Spit the pain like a saxophone
Some people say that they can tell I'm real- I'm that fact alone
So the track bleeds misery
And I ain't scared to tell the world I'm a drunk man, cause this is me
So it's me the hood root for
Treboy Play man you already know what I do it for

I do it for the have-nots
And keep it ice cold yeah like I'm the liquor store mascot

I do it for the have-nots
And keep it ice cold yeah like I'm the liquor store mascot