GGR (Gotta Get Rich) [feat. Ronnie Dijon & GMC]

Big bands, big blue faced hundreds
All I ever wanted was some mother fucking money
I said big bands big blue faced hundreds
All i ever wanted was some mother fucking
I hate to be broke, I gotta get rich
The music pay slow, I gotta flip a brick
The money don't slow up, I gotta pay the rent
I hate to be broke, I gotta get rich
And they been waiting on us been waiting on us
Been waiting on us for some time, they been waiting on us been waiting on us ah yeah
They been waiting on us, been waiting on us
Been waiting on us for some time, they been waiting on us been waiting on us ah yeah

I ain't have shit growing up. I played in boxes and shit
My uncles and aunties would trip. Told me that I'm weird as shit
And now I can get it when I want it. Shoes still in boxes and shit
Hey I had to Bolt on them niggas Cause I go Usain for the checks
They say it ain't tricking if you got it, That's just what a trick nigga say
I wont spend a dime on a bitch, cause you can't stack paper that way
Yeah you gotta dance for the bands, you got to work to get paid
You got to drop it and shake if I'ma throw it away
And they be like "Aye Aye Dios Mio Mio"
He a cold nigga that's frio frio
If i drop jewels and you don't pick it up then you a dumb nigga with a fucking ego
And I used to wanna ball like Billups. And now I'm bout banks like Phillip
And gotta feed the fam if it ain't about the bands tell them I don't give a fuck like Simba
Boy you fucking with a winner that wish a nigga wood like splinters
The money wont change me I'll be in the hood like a mother fucking Ku Klux member
Boy ya'll so thirsty for the clout. I'm trynah buy my mom a bigger house
I'm trynah give my baby mom some racks, so that she'll shut her fucking mouth
But first I gotta get

Big bands, big blue faced hundreds
All I ever wanted was some mother fucking money
I said big bands big blue faced hundreds
All i ever wanted was some mother fucking
I hate to be broke, I gotta get rich
The music pay slow, I gotta flip a brick
The money don't slow up, I gotta pay the rent
I hate to be broke, I gotta get rich
And they been waiting on us been waiting on us been waiting on us for some time
They been waiting on us been waiting on us ah yeah
They been waiting on us, been waiting on us, been waiting on us for some time
They been waiting on us been waiting on us ah yeah

From a bucket to a benz from apartment to a crib
Nobody fresher the click fuck fake niggas and new friends
They ain't give us no hand outs we still got it
Balling like my name Rodman
I would play big bank take lil bank but ain't no room in my pockets
Bitch its GMC and young prophecy
Ain't none of ya'll niggas stopping me
I had to run it up to get around and that's from the go like monopoly
Your girl dripping like my wrist piece told her bye 3 times that's nsync
Me and wifey got matching rides fuck rapping captain this my fucking life

Hold Up
A young nigga paid but it look like I'm fresh out of bed
I'm blessed full of riches and thanking the Lord for my daily bread (family fed)
Pull of the lot with a drop, I don't have time for a watch
Crispness go down to my flesh finally niggerish rich
Hold Up
Made a check but I aint celebrate but I got paid off of dough blunts
I buy chains or a new fit maybe cop books to fill my fucking mind
And if you in my circle then you getting paid we don't work with no lazy ass niggas
If you in my circle (No No)
We don't talk about it we go
Hold Up talk about it we just be about it we just execute it bitch we gotta do
I ain't rich yet but these hundreds seeping while this money flowing in the bank
Hold Up
I hope the money clears the pain and washes all away the fakes
Cause I would have to kill the snakes, if i see them in my grass