What You Living For

[Intro: Blood Money & Matti Baybee]
(Rip Blood, Rip Cap!)
Tryna see what we livin' for
I am sayin', man I am livin' for GLO
What you livin' for? We GLO'd all up
Blood Gang, Mula Gang, nigga
Woo!
Rip Cap, ayy
Gang!

[Verse 1: Matti Baybee]
Bitch I'm livin' for Blood
It get bloody hit, bitch, ain't no love
All my niggas gon' give me a purp
All Designer, I'm fly like a bug
Made them racks just to step in the club
Fresh as hell like I stepped in a tub
Wanna talk that's full of money in my condo
Niggas killed Blood Money 'cause they know what I know
They know what I was since I was young
I know niggas finessin' the juug
I know niggas in front of that judge
I do what I do bitch you can't judge
I know niggas who stuck in the trap
I know niggas who ain't gotta rap
Bitch, I'm cappin' and I think that I'm Cap
Bitch, I'm cappin' so I be Cap, uh

[Bridge: Blood Money & Matti Baybee]
Wooah, Abandoned (Niggas know that shit)
Trap House (Blood Gang nigga)
Trap House (Cappin' nigga)
Glo'd all up
Big Glo
Put the cameras on me, Glo Gang

[Verse 2: Blood Money]
You can tell opp nigga look dirty
See the glo niggas get nerves
Twelve gauges and thirties
Twenty five thousands for a version
Black steel shit still purging
Keep dope stash in the torsion
Lookin' for a lick got guns and bricks
Imma leave a nigga dead no worries
Nigga, I ain't never been scared
I like bald head pussy no hairy (Yeah)
Big guap on me and bad lil bitch
She remind me of Hally Berry
Money only thing I'ma marry
Got a AK same height as KayKay
On JayJay yall niggas look scared

[Bridge: Blood Money]
Got me fucked up
They got me fucked up man
Blood, whoaa
Talk to me baby
Does any body know
Don't nobody know

[Verse 3: Capo]
They took Big Glo, so I don't know what I am livin' for (Don't know what I am livin' for)
They took Big Glo, so I am runnin' this shit, puttin' everybody shit on the floor (Everybody shit on the floor)
Big Glo left me Choppas and MACs, so what's up with you nigga, I am ready for war (Nigga, I'm ready for war)
See a opp, roll on, pull on any nigga block, slid the doors on him (Boom boom)
Where I am from, in the field, keep 'em poles on 'em (Gang)
Late night like a high, tryna pour something (Gang)
Out early, totin' guns, where birds hummin' (Gang)
Shorties hallow 4-7 when the jakes comin' (4-7)
Real nigga from the streets and I had nothing (Nah)
I was into shootin' guns, wasn't into hustlin' (Boom boom boom)
And if you run up on the GLO, it must be when his top split (Nah)
And I ain't talkin' Makaway's but we got the hot shit (Gang, gang)

[Outro: Capo & Blood Money]
Woo!
Glo in Heaven Big Glo
Does anybody know?
Does anybody know?
Gang!