Get The Money歌詞

作詞 : David Brewster/Abraham Orellana/Rafael X. Brown/Mariel Semonte Orr
作曲 : David Brewster/Abraham Orellana/Rafael X. Brown/Mariel Semonte Orr
It's all about what you doin' my n***a
Get to it sit back don't get to it
And you gon' watch n***as get famous in front of you n***a
Watch n***as get rich right in front of you
If you don't want it watch
You gon' end up workin' for a n***a
You could've been hirin' word uh
Fresh up out them state greens
Fresh out
Hoppin' out that van like the A-Team
Skrrt
Never thought that we would make cream
Never
Being millionaires was a daydream
Dream
I been that n***a since I was eighteen
Way back
Khaki d**kies with no creases n***a stayed clean
Clean
Al Green and James Brown what my mother played
Blow your brains in front the witness f**k what they seen
Greyhound buses to Baltimore
I'm out
Play a boat for the coke the plug was all aboard
Dead broke in the projects my n***as all was bored
Bored
A million dollars in cash n***a my daughter saw it
I swear
Earned stripes before Adidas 'fits
Way before
I really need money I never need a b***h
Never
You jumped on my d**k the same minute that you seen it's lit
Sneak diss on Instagram but see me and you need a pic
Sucker-a*s n***a
Stunt on every n***a who fronted
We went from robbin' in lemons to doin' a hundred in foreigns
Harlem get the money
Queens get the money hey
Drop the top up off of the coupe drum hold a hundred
Skrrt
I like my b***hes from the 'jects she wearin' a bonnet
Yeah
Yeah
Harlem get the money yeah yeah
Hill get the money hey
F**k that lil' paper I'm chasing hundreds yeah
Benjis
You changing up the cars every summer yeah
Every summer
Remember washing my mama dishes with Comet yeah
I remember
I could give a f**k about a comment
I like my b***h from the projects she rock her bonnet yeah
Projects
Top floor of the condo rocking designer gear
Top floor
I thought I was ready but I was not prepared
Me and Chetty tryna get fetty I'm rocking Rocawear
On God
I been ill I got a sickness that got my doctor scared
N***as like to slide through the hood but ain't no stopping there
Them hollows hit your chest s**t'll stop your air
Diamonds from the district come kick it we playin' soccer here
Yeah
Teeth straight and I don't rock veneers
I don't rock 'em
Ready to die like Big Poppa near
They feel my confidence they not prepared
I had a plan to take some Percocets from New York to Carolina and I got 'em there
Ayy I got b***hes in California
Swear to God
Reminiscing on them nights and days I was hungry no frontin'
No frontin' n***a
Harlem get the money
Harlem get the money
Queens get the money ayy
Queens get the money
Drop the top on them n***as they know how we coming
They know
Don't want no problems 'bout dollars we push a button we cuttin'
Ayy
Harlem get the money
Harlem get the money
If you alive go get your money
Go get your money my n***a
Ayy
Stunt on every n***a who fronted
We went from robbin' in lemons to doin' a hundred in foreigns
Harlem get the money
Queens get the money hey
Drop the top up off of the coupe drum hold a hundred
Skrrt
I like my b***hes from the 'jects she wearin' a bonnet
Yeah
Yeah
Harlem get the money yeah yeah
Hill get the money hey
Go get it
All my n***as get the money
All of my n***as go get the money
My n***as go get the money
Go get the money
Go get the money
Go get the money
All of my n***as go get the money