Get The Money - Slowed + Reverbed

Chase the paper, that's always the mission
You claiming that you woke but your conscience isn't
Everybody sleepin' on me like a narcoleptic
And we living in a world that's still in division
Seeing demons everywhere so I barely sleep
You're a problem for me, that's why we can't be (Yea)
After all this damn time, now you're angry (G-L-A)
You got some nerve, how the fuck can you come at me bitch

Nigga please
Get the bag by any means
We a 3 man team nigga, Xanny got the keys
Only smokin' on my greens, can't be a fuckin' w a teen
17 Like Lee, RIP my enemies
I don't fuck with niggas who ain't talking bout the profit
You call yourself a rapper but you talk a lot of nonsense
Make everyone go crazy finna start a fuckin' moshpit
You talk too much shit, finna make a nigga nauseous, let's go
Let's get down to business, boy lets talk about it
Niggas livin' so much cap, they can't live without it
I bodybag every verse, fuck it I ain't countin'
I am not just amazing, nigga I'm astounding
Fax no printer, my drip is of a winner
I get better with time, so just watch me get bigger
Get outta my way, catchin' bodies is a phase
I got money to obtain, I know niggas chasing fame nigga

Get the money, make it do a centerfold
I am one of the realest that you'll ever know
They gon pull you down, they don't wanna see you grow
I ride for my niggas, never break the code
Wake up get the money, it's like 10 to 4
Niggas saying that they're fire, I don't feel it tho
Smoking on the woods, I got real woes
Niggas been hating on me, yeah I've been known

I am finding this really hard to accept
You go and do me wrong, now you want me to forget
And when I think about it, none of this makes sense
But I saw it coming so what did I expect?
But it's fuck it, chase the money boy we stunting
She be asking "what are we?" I said "nothing"
She be testing me, tryna push my buttons
She said "G, I love you" I beg your pardon?
I got no time for a hoe
I just want the money and sex, nothing more
I be getting high to get over all my lows
And I wouldn't say I flex, I just do it for the show
I'm a problem for these niggas, so they treat me like a target
Not the drac or the Migos but I walk it like I talk it
With all these damn drugs man my blood must be toxic
They be hating for no reason, man these niggas got no logic goddamn

Get the money, make it do a centerfold
I am one of the realest that you'll ever know
They gon pull you down, they don't wanna see you grow
I ride for my niggas, never break the code
Wake up get the money, it's like 10 to 4
Niggas saying that they're fire, I don't feel it tho
Smoking on the woods, I got real woes
Niggas been hating on me, yeah I've been known



Credits
Writer(s): Tando Fumba
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