Tha God Fahim
Fo My Peoples
[Intro/Chorus]
And when I do it, I'ma do it for my people
And when I do it, I'ma do it for my people
And when I do it, I'ma do it for my people (Uh, uh)

[Verse 1]
Got characteristics from gladiators
My stock risin' like elevators
I can't let nobody narrate us
Put my eggs in order for destination
'Cause before success, the first step is preparation
No entertainment before education
Sharp katanas for the separation
More piranhas for the deprivation
Not too many rest days, these days, I chess play
Skills pay the bills, no skippin' leg or chеst day
So get used to the way wе do this
To not hustle to me is foolish
I got a appetite that's ghoulish
Reject weakness and embrace discipline
So I'm locked in, and now it's payin' dividends
That's why I got more drip than amphibians
Shootin' ten for ten, no misses
I flow vicious; bet my pockets swell like blowfishes
The flow switches; this is Iron Mike with dynamite and mad riches
We exceed all averages, cut all baggages
I spit the venom with the pathogens
Different levels, you know what's happenin'
We stack the greenbacks in all ac-rements
And when I flow, it's nothin' less than immaculate
[Chorus]
Uh
And when I do it, I'ma do it for my people (That's who I do it fo', that's who I do it fo')
And when I do it, I'ma do it for my people (That's who I do it fo', that's who I do it fo')
And when I do it, I'ma do it for my people (That's who I do it fo', that's who I do it fo')
And when I do it, I'ma do it for my people (That's who I do it fo')
Uh

[Verse 2]
Flow's like the greatest, so you know where I stand
In the booth, I'm like One-Punch Man, watch me expand
Mysteries get unraveled and questions get conclusions
Keep the weapon secluded; still, see treasure? I'ma loot it
Anything is possible if life itself is
I had to learn to do for self in times of being helpless
I was on a journey and I had to see what wealth is
Whipped the poverty's ass, don't block your own blessings
Don't show the cards in your hand, you gotta keep 'em guessin'
I got the hunger of a pack of wolves, my meter full
My pen sharp, I'm ready for any duels
Many fools fell short tryna dethrone the king
And then they only end up kissin' the ring
I ain't missin' out, ain't missin' a thing
I ain't sittin' out, I'm pullin' some strings
Remember days when this all was a dream
Remember days when this all was a dream