I Get It

Oh my God is grace
Grace
I been living straight
Straight
I been doing great
Great
Been avoiding snakes
Snakes
Ducking dodging fakes
No fakes
Been all gas no breaks
All day
Got no time for hate
No way
Live my life on faith
I pray
I just raised my stakes
Filet
Put that on my plate
Salt bae
Moving major weight
That weight
No I don't mean ye
Ok
Still I get my cake
Yeah
I need that house with lake
Lake
I need that house with maid
Maid
I need that house like Drake
Like Drake
Diamonds corn no flake
They great
Watch me crank that yank
Ok
Watch me sign on blank
That's pay
Then cash out at bank
Big bank
I like my chains to clank
Clank clank
When I drive I think
Think
I need my bread today
Right now
Please don't make me wait
Can't wait
Yeah

Told me run it up
Up
I'm just doing that
Nat Nat
I'm just doing me
Me
You ain't doing jack
Doing Jack
I used to do my work
Homework
Neighbors they did crack
Crack
Knew I was gone do something
Do Something
Wasn't gone do that
Not That
Now I stack this bread
Bread
Get it back to back
Back
Girlfriend in that bed
That bed
Booty stupid fat
That's dumb
I lay on her leg
Leg
She rub on my back
My back
I be plotting, scheming, dreaming how to get these racks

Bout to pull my hammy
Yeah
Tryna chase this bread
Thought they left me behind
Hind
But I'm two laps ahead
Ahead
Was gone fix my cred
That's cap
But I got cash that's dead
Dead
Keep cash under my bed
My bed
Hide that from them feds
Them feds
Gramma lost her leg
Two legs
Couldn't pay for that med
That med
Had to bite that egg
That egg
She was too proud to beg
Beg
Let Cuz use my bike
Lame ass nigga
Mongoose with two pegs
On the back
Said somebody stole my bike
Had to bust his head
He bled
Car got keyless start
Start
Dump my ex and got smart
Smart
She was playing with my head
Charge it to my heart
Them chest pains
Used to train hop in Oakland couldn't pay for bart
That bart
Now I ride round with my roof gone not no Mario Kart
That's hard

Told me run it up
Up
I'm just doing that
Nat nat
I'm just doing me
Me
You ain't doing jack
Doing Jack
I used to do my work
Homework
Neighbors they did crack
Crack
Knew I was gone do something
Do Something
Wasn't gone do that
Not That
Now I stack this bread
Bread
Get it back to back
Back
Girlfriend in that bed
That bed
Booty stupid fat
That's dumb
I lay on her leg
Leg
She rub on my back
My back
I be plotting, scheming, dreaming how to get these racks



Credits
Writer(s): Don Robinson Ii
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