That Gwop
We go hard on the streets trying to get paid
My dude, I ain't beat. I'm trying to get paid
We keep losing sleep trying to get paid
Everyone on the team trying to getting paid
Ya know it won't stop, it can't stop
We keep it going, make it hot
When you see us and we in the spot
We on our grind, cause we about that GWOP
Whatever idea you got, better run with it
Cause mugs be talking a lot, better stop bullshitting
Ain't nothin' in this life free
Well I was told love, ask that dude paying alimony
Or child support, dudes up in court
Feeling like they just got ripped off
But that's another case, another bill in your face
Get taxed for breathin' that's why I'm about my cake
Let Kurtis Blow tell it these are the breaks
So I watch my cash like bulimics watch they weight
Make sure my bank account is never anorexic
I stay hungry, mess with mine, you can get it
Can't find me as a number in them welfare lines
Cause as soon as I open my eyes I'm seeing dollar signs
And if this is what this life about
I'm a let my cash flow, like there can never be a drought
We go hard on the streets trying to get paid
My dude, I ain't beat. I'm trying to get paid
We keep losing sleep trying to get paid
Everyone on the team trying to getting paid
Ya know it won't stop, it can't stop
We keep it going, make it hot
When you see us and we in the spot
We on our grind, cause we about that GWOP
They act like since we never had much, we grew up poor
We supposed to be satisfied being broke
Pattycake patty cake baker's man needs that doe
When my goods on the strip you know what it's there for
To turn a profit, increased margins no losses
The new concept, Sol your next hot stock pick
No gossip, I'm here to fill up my pockets
So when you see me on the block kid, just know I'm no-nonsense
Don't mean I won't take your change
Cause it all add up in the scheme of things
This street music for hood dreams
Knew in my teens Cashed Ruled Everything Around Me
So what I do, I got on my din
Cause you gotta be in it to win it, if you know what I mean
But this ain't lotto, no luck involved
This real niggas putting in work and caking off
We go hard on the streets trying to get paid.
My dude, I ain't beat. I'm trying to get paid
We keep losing sleep trying to get paid
Everyone on the team trying to getting paid
Ya know it won't stop, it can't stop
We keep it going, make it hot
When you see us and we in the spot
We on our grind, cause we about that GWOP
First one to tell it, I want chips with the dipped
Out 6 money green in the clip
Tricked out crib, shine on the wrist
I'm about this shit, there's so much paper to get
Man I ain't even got to be your favorite
Just know I'm your favorite's favorite
We no longer pull capers this now square biz
There it is, ya'll mugs better watch out for the kid
I spit that headbang that'll make your neck snap
Dudes thinking I'm a fall off, nigga I doubt that
Ya can put up your walls, we don't go round that
I keep it on smash the same way I do to the track
If ya can get it right, then move to the left
Or find yourself on the concrete with a shoe to your neck
Sayin I done lost my competitive edge you done lost your head
First ya'll can give my respect, and then give me that bread
We go hard on the streets trying to get paid.
My dude, I ain't beat. I'm trying to get paid
We keep losing sleep trying to get paid
Everyone on the team trying to getting paid
Ya know it won't stop, it can't stop
We keep it going, make it hot
When you see us and we in the spot
We on our grind, cause we about that GWOP
My dude, I ain't beat. I'm trying to get paid
We keep losing sleep trying to get paid
Everyone on the team trying to getting paid
Ya know it won't stop, it can't stop
We keep it going, make it hot
When you see us and we in the spot
We on our grind, cause we about that GWOP
Whatever idea you got, better run with it
Cause mugs be talking a lot, better stop bullshitting
Ain't nothin' in this life free
Well I was told love, ask that dude paying alimony
Or child support, dudes up in court
Feeling like they just got ripped off
But that's another case, another bill in your face
Get taxed for breathin' that's why I'm about my cake
Let Kurtis Blow tell it these are the breaks
So I watch my cash like bulimics watch they weight
Make sure my bank account is never anorexic
I stay hungry, mess with mine, you can get it
Can't find me as a number in them welfare lines
Cause as soon as I open my eyes I'm seeing dollar signs
And if this is what this life about
I'm a let my cash flow, like there can never be a drought
We go hard on the streets trying to get paid
My dude, I ain't beat. I'm trying to get paid
We keep losing sleep trying to get paid
Everyone on the team trying to getting paid
Ya know it won't stop, it can't stop
We keep it going, make it hot
When you see us and we in the spot
We on our grind, cause we about that GWOP
They act like since we never had much, we grew up poor
We supposed to be satisfied being broke
Pattycake patty cake baker's man needs that doe
When my goods on the strip you know what it's there for
To turn a profit, increased margins no losses
The new concept, Sol your next hot stock pick
No gossip, I'm here to fill up my pockets
So when you see me on the block kid, just know I'm no-nonsense
Don't mean I won't take your change
Cause it all add up in the scheme of things
This street music for hood dreams
Knew in my teens Cashed Ruled Everything Around Me
So what I do, I got on my din
Cause you gotta be in it to win it, if you know what I mean
But this ain't lotto, no luck involved
This real niggas putting in work and caking off
We go hard on the streets trying to get paid.
My dude, I ain't beat. I'm trying to get paid
We keep losing sleep trying to get paid
Everyone on the team trying to getting paid
Ya know it won't stop, it can't stop
We keep it going, make it hot
When you see us and we in the spot
We on our grind, cause we about that GWOP
First one to tell it, I want chips with the dipped
Out 6 money green in the clip
Tricked out crib, shine on the wrist
I'm about this shit, there's so much paper to get
Man I ain't even got to be your favorite
Just know I'm your favorite's favorite
We no longer pull capers this now square biz
There it is, ya'll mugs better watch out for the kid
I spit that headbang that'll make your neck snap
Dudes thinking I'm a fall off, nigga I doubt that
Ya can put up your walls, we don't go round that
I keep it on smash the same way I do to the track
If ya can get it right, then move to the left
Or find yourself on the concrete with a shoe to your neck
Sayin I done lost my competitive edge you done lost your head
First ya'll can give my respect, and then give me that bread
We go hard on the streets trying to get paid.
My dude, I ain't beat. I'm trying to get paid
We keep losing sleep trying to get paid
Everyone on the team trying to getting paid
Ya know it won't stop, it can't stop
We keep it going, make it hot
When you see us and we in the spot
We on our grind, cause we about that GWOP
Credits
Writer(s): Uni Sol
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