Hurry

I gotta get it
Imma make it in a hurry
Fifty round on my glock bitch
I ain't worried
I get money round the clock
From serving plants
She knew I was that nigga
Seen it in her glance
I knew that she was thick
I seen it in her stance
And we got plenty sticks
We don't care where you at
I love my bitch her mouth so good
We don't have sex
When you pay me
Pay my price
Don't pay nothing less

When I get it
I only get it in a hurry
I'm married to the money
I don't want your daughter
I just want them jewels & water
Like a island
I never try
I put it on like I'm a stylist
Don't do no talking
I just chalk him like a tally
All this shit on my mind
Hard to keep me balanced
Boy I was built for this shit
Built for any challenge
An imma bang it out
They know I bang in battles
Exotic inhale in this room
Yeah bitch it's cloudy
He got more pull then me
No sir I highly doubt it
And this gas I'm smoking on
Only the loudest
The way I structure shit
I'm 50 cent off power



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Writer(s): Michael Ross
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