For Ourselves - Jay Park, Chloe DeVita

Look, ain’t nothing come easy

So I went made it happen

My version of hustling

Grinding trapping

Makin' plays all day

Like shit was madden

Oh I remember

Didn’t eat lunch for a month

So I could buy some Nikes

Now the newest kicks get

Sent to my front door

I’m feeling like I’m Kyrie

Oh shit oh shit

Now the whole squad be lit

H1GHR AOMG

Used to walk to the rec center

Now I’m in the sky is where I be

Like every week

UK, Hawaii, Vegas, Singapore, ATL

I’m making sales

Never catching L’s

All the bad ones be

Like here’s my cell

Let’s get it

For ourselves for ourselves

Making shit happen

For ourselves for ourselves

Making shit happen

With no help with no help

Just me and my day ones

See us now yeah we way up

Cash in the Bottega

Yes, I’m feelin' blessed

I don’t ever stress

Ain’t no need to flex

I get my respect

Yes, I’m feelin' blessed

I don’t ever stress

Ain’t no need to flex

I get my respect

Forgive me now

I’m living wild

Never simmer down

Get a big amount

Of guap for the squad never stop

Take a shot get another around

Yuh yuh yuh

Blood sweat and tears into this

Much time put

So many years into this

No sleep long nights missed

Meals for this shit

My soul, my heart might kill

For this shit

Keep growing always

Flowing keep it going

Till you hear my shit all

On the radio

Did a bunch of features

For the love of it

But now u might

Just have to pay me bro

Always stoic no emotion

Just a notion

I’mma always keep it wavy bro

Sinnin' but

I’m shown forgiveness

And I keep on winning

Till I’m like 80-years-old

Ooh, yup, check my IG

Moved up never I be

Too stuck, Estoy Aquí

I ball like MLB

Ooh, yup, check my IG

Moved up never I be

Too stuck Estoy Aqui

Too stuck, Estoy Aquí

For ourselves, for ourselves

Making shit happen

For ourselves, for ourselves

Making shit happen

With no help, with no help, yeah

Just me and my day ones, yeah

See us now, we way up, yeah

Cash in the Bottega

Yes, I’m feelin' blessed

I don’t ever stress

Ain’t no need to flex

I get my respect

Yes, I’m feelin' blessed

I don’t ever stress

Ain’t no need to flex

I get my respect

And now we way up, way up, way up

Just me and my day ones

Came back and came up

Get lost or pay up, pay up, pay up

I’ll get the money

You bring the love

No them lottery tickets

Won’t pay the bills mama

If I make 'em fall in love

They gon' be forever sprung

We still at it

'Cause we going for the kill

We do our own thing

Make 'em pop off

Pretty, pretty young thing

Oh now it’s back to the vows babe

You gon' love me or leave

Like they all did

Either way I’mma make it

It’s AOMG got a 8ball on me

You’ll be able to see

I need all the love, love, love, love

We one of the one, one, one, ones

DeVita and Jay we fuck up the game

Feeling so wa-wa-wa-wavy, oh yeah

Yes, I’m feelin' blessed

I don’t ever stress

Ain’t no need to flex

I get my respect

Yes, I’m feelin' blessed

I don’t ever stress

Ain’t no need to flex

I get my respect