Just For You

All around the world we been plotting how to get the dollars All my niggas in and I got em it it is not a problem Coming from the bottom to the top floor I do it Just For You (2x) [x2] [Verse 1: Sir Michael Rocks] Uh It's top shelf everything Just come with me just come with rocks like a wedding ring My life ain't perfect man I gotta edit things make some changes Get some change cuz I got the slanguage Now how can I complain dodging raindrops of rain I ain't talk golf courses when I say driving ranges But not the new shit the oxford blue shit With the bamboo on the dash I had an eighth of blue dream we blew threw it and laughed I stopped chasing them hoop dreams As soon as I knew I could rap this good it should be a crime Why you talking to the bouncers You should be in line I just step up to the front you know the reputation The brown skin 6 feet and a inch Forgot to mention that that lame shit is dead no resesitation And that's my bad I left ya'll waiting [Hook] [Verse 2: Sir Michael Rocks] Damn, I'm just arriving Everything just starting man we fashionably late And its tough because I'm still trying to adjust to driving On the right hand side when we on these private islands But I ain't worried about it though the homie got the tab the doorman got the bag I'm by the pool with my shirt off and a couple tats That skinny nigga swag See bad bitches doing laps man imagine that girl that you used to know Running with long crew of trouble makers supposed to blow That was mean yo, its something you supposed to know if you hated this is Just for you Just for you Smile let me see some teeth now I know it's hard looking at me now Just take a seat crowd around and take in the vibes of the livest one I do it until the job is done uh-huh... [Hook]