Win
P!, look around man
You see what I see?
I see money!
Everybody movin', making money
Right? While we standin' still being broke
I figured all this shit out man
All of it
All the real ballin' successful folks, Are sellers
And all the broke ass people playin' catch up are buyers
I ain't tryna go out like that P
Ima' be a seller
I never understood why some win and some don't
Now I see the difference some wish and some work
Some can't bare the pain, some walk with he hurt
Some walk with the nine, some walk with the purp
Some walk with the weed, some walk with the percs
Some play the crib, some watch for the shirts
(Yooo!)
When they see the d's they alert
Niggas can afford jail, now they at attention
Not to mention, stacks in the couch sittin' on a pension
If they find out they'll try and lynch em
Now he gotta switch lanes, sliding' on the 95
Hustlers need a small break, call that there a timeout
Trip wit a bad chick, Hervé Leger her spine out
She work like Rhianna, and now she tryna wine down
All the while his mind on his hustle still
He just thinking figures on his Russell feel
Get to the money, Get to the money, Get it
Get to the money, Get to the money, Get it
Get to the money, Get to the money, Get it
Get to the money, Get to the money
Tell em, Win, Win, Win, Win
Tell em, Win, Win, Win, Win
Tell em, Win, Win, Win, Win
Tell em, Win, Win, Win, Win
Second is the first to lose, it's just how the game go
Savage type shit, boy you ever seen Django?
Get ya bread up and keep ya head up, that's all he know
He don't even hate but some do and that's all she wrote
Mind on the money when it's back to the block
The fam get love and that's where it stops
Know who to win with and know who to not
Even deal wit, cause shit get real, niggas gone peel
You handle yours, they talking at your trial and appeal
Damn, where is all the love is it real?
Or niggas just down til the cards gotta deal
He was dealt a raw hand and he dealin' wit it still
While his mind on his next meal (Mill)
While his mind on the checks still
The yard and the rec still
He ain't never goin back
He know better now he do better cause he know the facts
Get to the money, Get to the money, Get it
Get to the money, Get to the money, Get it
Get to the money, Get to the money, Get it
Get to the money, Get to the money
Tell em, Win, Win, Win, Win
Tell em, Win, Win, Win, Win
Tell em, Win, Win, Win, Win
Tell em, Win, Win, Win, Win
Get it
Get it
Get to the money
Get it
Get to the money, Get to the money
Tell em win, win, win
Tell em win, win, win
Tell em win, win, win
Tell em win, win, win
You see what I see?
I see money!
Everybody movin', making money
Right? While we standin' still being broke
I figured all this shit out man
All of it
All the real ballin' successful folks, Are sellers
And all the broke ass people playin' catch up are buyers
I ain't tryna go out like that P
Ima' be a seller
I never understood why some win and some don't
Now I see the difference some wish and some work
Some can't bare the pain, some walk with he hurt
Some walk with the nine, some walk with the purp
Some walk with the weed, some walk with the percs
Some play the crib, some watch for the shirts
(Yooo!)
When they see the d's they alert
Niggas can afford jail, now they at attention
Not to mention, stacks in the couch sittin' on a pension
If they find out they'll try and lynch em
Now he gotta switch lanes, sliding' on the 95
Hustlers need a small break, call that there a timeout
Trip wit a bad chick, Hervé Leger her spine out
She work like Rhianna, and now she tryna wine down
All the while his mind on his hustle still
He just thinking figures on his Russell feel
Get to the money, Get to the money, Get it
Get to the money, Get to the money, Get it
Get to the money, Get to the money, Get it
Get to the money, Get to the money
Tell em, Win, Win, Win, Win
Tell em, Win, Win, Win, Win
Tell em, Win, Win, Win, Win
Tell em, Win, Win, Win, Win
Second is the first to lose, it's just how the game go
Savage type shit, boy you ever seen Django?
Get ya bread up and keep ya head up, that's all he know
He don't even hate but some do and that's all she wrote
Mind on the money when it's back to the block
The fam get love and that's where it stops
Know who to win with and know who to not
Even deal wit, cause shit get real, niggas gone peel
You handle yours, they talking at your trial and appeal
Damn, where is all the love is it real?
Or niggas just down til the cards gotta deal
He was dealt a raw hand and he dealin' wit it still
While his mind on his next meal (Mill)
While his mind on the checks still
The yard and the rec still
He ain't never goin back
He know better now he do better cause he know the facts
Get to the money, Get to the money, Get it
Get to the money, Get to the money, Get it
Get to the money, Get to the money, Get it
Get to the money, Get to the money
Tell em, Win, Win, Win, Win
Tell em, Win, Win, Win, Win
Tell em, Win, Win, Win, Win
Tell em, Win, Win, Win, Win
Get it
Get it
Get to the money
Get it
Get to the money, Get to the money
Tell em win, win, win
Tell em win, win, win
Tell em win, win, win
Tell em win, win, win
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Writer(s): Eddie Shaw
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