For You

Let's just get it man
Let's quit everything and just
Focus on the music, fuck everything else
This is what I wanna do
This is all I wanna do
Let's fucking get it

I've been a winner
I been bitter
I've been a sinner
I like the ice
I love the water
I been a swimmer
Is this important
Please tell me
What do you consider
Pass the mic
And I'll show you how to be a killer
Gold clothes, more shows
I'm getting bigger
Lord knows, I like beer
Mixed with ginger
Ever clear with no fear
A dead ringer
I love my liver
Unlike me
He ain't a quitter
She on top
She not a thot
But she a spinner
She's from the hood
Went after wood
And cried for timber
I hate the fakin
Not used to taken
I'm more a giver
I rhyme on thirds
Don't waste the words
I hate the filler
Eating good,
But also bad,
I've been thinner
Changed the mood
Not after food
To be my dinner
Door to door
Tell me more
Do you deliver
I serve herb
And smoke curves
To make you shiver
This my lesson
No second guessing
Who I can be
Time is testing
No time for resting
I'm up at 3
I want the views
Some paper too
To set me free
The only feet
To feel incomplete
Is my degree

Makes no sense to me
This is all for you
Makes no sense to me
This is all for you
Makes no sense to me
This is all for you
I'm not known but
But this life is good for grooving too
Makes no sense to me
This is all for you
Makes no sense to me
This is all for you
Makes no sense to me
This is all for you
I'm good alone but
But tonight this table's set for two

Here's the header
Mic checka
Miss director
Lethal weapon
I shoot far
I'm far fetchin
Past is checkered
Pop rock mixed with
Salt n peppa
Leg spreader
A dome wrecka
And trend setta
Subtle flexin
Designer dressing
What you expecting
Leaping fences
Big as Texas
Counting blessings
I've been sentenced
I block it out
With zen tints
1 more sentence
Feel my presence
Yes I'm a menace
You know my name
It's Ari P
I'm not playin
Not after fame
I'm after cheese
Is what I'm saying
Steady aiming
Stay hating Yeah
I'm not impatient
Cause I been running my game
Since the vans were lame and
I'm hoping what I do
Will help you see me
I'm trying something new
So I can be free
Shout to the 403 ya
The land raised me
I love the Y's and C's
But Peace, I gotta go

Makes no sense to me
This is all for you
Makes no sense to me
This is all for you
Makes no sense to me
This is all for you
I'm not known but
But this life is good for grooving too
Makes no sense to me
This is all for you
Makes no sense to me
This is all for you
Makes no sense to me
This is all for you
I'm good alone but
But tonight this table's set for two



Credits
Writer(s): Dylan Griffiths
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