Mission
I'm tired of talking bout it it's about that time
It's about that time
Done asking for it now I'm a take what's mine
I'm a take what's mine
Getting money round the clock everyday I grind
Everyday I grind
Smoking great silence hate I pay em no mind
I'm just getting mine
Look my every motive is money cuz being broke is tough
Where I'm from you go get it you don't just hope for such
I'd rather pick thru these bands you can go count your luck
I doubt it get you rich but I don't hate for shit
I got mines to get so I never sit
Money call I hit ignore on the baddest chick
Turn that free time to grind to make the bag exist
Hypes trying to snort a line before I bag the shit
But as I'm getting older hustle mean more than soda
Watching hova I'll stop when I runeth ova
Pulled a chair to the table they don't invite me over
Nor ask me to leave they simply take my order
Respect is given when you can't deny
If I write it I lived it or saw it with my eye
Sometimes the third see it first I'm the ambitious kind
If I dream it through the night by the day it's mine
I'm tired of talking bout it it's about that time
It's about that time
Done asking for it now I'm a take what's mine
I'm a take what's mine
Getting money round the clock everyday I grind
Everyday I grind
Smoking great silence hate I pay em no mind
I'm just getting mine
How do a man chose to ask not get the cash for it
For me pockets ain't enough I carry bags for it
I ain't made it to rich but I ain't close to broke
Losses come with the game I give the hustlers hope
Only yes to success I told the bottom nope
Got it right out the mud I couldn't climb the rope
Cloudy room but catch me working through the ganja smoke
Ain't no kinda about it nigga I'm heavy dope
And behind that line I ain't ducking smoke
Dump a clip in ya mind and let ya mother know
Avoid beef not for you but because of me
Cuz where I'll take it one of us going underneath
I'd rather roll grams under money trees
Only let the money get up under me
Where I'm headed most my haters can't afford to be
So how could it have affect on me
I'm tired of talking bout it it's about that time
It's about that time
Done asking for it now I'm a take what's mine
I'm a take what's mine
Getting money round the clock everyday I grind
Everyday I grind
Smoking great silence hate I pay em no mind
I'm just getting mine
It's about that time
Done asking for it now I'm a take what's mine
I'm a take what's mine
Getting money round the clock everyday I grind
Everyday I grind
Smoking great silence hate I pay em no mind
I'm just getting mine
Look my every motive is money cuz being broke is tough
Where I'm from you go get it you don't just hope for such
I'd rather pick thru these bands you can go count your luck
I doubt it get you rich but I don't hate for shit
I got mines to get so I never sit
Money call I hit ignore on the baddest chick
Turn that free time to grind to make the bag exist
Hypes trying to snort a line before I bag the shit
But as I'm getting older hustle mean more than soda
Watching hova I'll stop when I runeth ova
Pulled a chair to the table they don't invite me over
Nor ask me to leave they simply take my order
Respect is given when you can't deny
If I write it I lived it or saw it with my eye
Sometimes the third see it first I'm the ambitious kind
If I dream it through the night by the day it's mine
I'm tired of talking bout it it's about that time
It's about that time
Done asking for it now I'm a take what's mine
I'm a take what's mine
Getting money round the clock everyday I grind
Everyday I grind
Smoking great silence hate I pay em no mind
I'm just getting mine
How do a man chose to ask not get the cash for it
For me pockets ain't enough I carry bags for it
I ain't made it to rich but I ain't close to broke
Losses come with the game I give the hustlers hope
Only yes to success I told the bottom nope
Got it right out the mud I couldn't climb the rope
Cloudy room but catch me working through the ganja smoke
Ain't no kinda about it nigga I'm heavy dope
And behind that line I ain't ducking smoke
Dump a clip in ya mind and let ya mother know
Avoid beef not for you but because of me
Cuz where I'll take it one of us going underneath
I'd rather roll grams under money trees
Only let the money get up under me
Where I'm headed most my haters can't afford to be
So how could it have affect on me
I'm tired of talking bout it it's about that time
It's about that time
Done asking for it now I'm a take what's mine
I'm a take what's mine
Getting money round the clock everyday I grind
Everyday I grind
Smoking great silence hate I pay em no mind
I'm just getting mine
Credits
Writer(s): Devon Tyler
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