Get To This
Gotta get to this money
Gotta get to this money Baby
Gotta get to this money
Gotta get to this money Ayee
It took me a minute to get to this money now I can't control myself
My back on the wall I had to go get it I ain't have nobody else
Lost my momma then I lost my mind
Still lost like I'm frozen in time
Mommas boy no I can't even hide
Pissed off I just gotta know why
Just gimme a reason
I'm fighting my demons
Been taking a beating
Feels like I'm dreaming
To Where is this leading
My people they need me
Cause I know they really hurt
Freddie G up on my shirt
Showed me how to move that work
Weed, pills, to that purp
We was even flippin merch
Making sho we was first
No we neva ended last
Yeah I had to push the gas
Had to get up off my ass
Show em what my people told me
Time to get up on this cash
Now that I'm motivated what is stopping me
Holdup my nigga don't talk to me
Tell em just stop and come shop w me
Come to the show n come rock w me
Hush all that bullshit I swear ain't no mocking me
Tell me why they tryna copy me
They notice I'm just a young prodigy
I run up a bag momma proud of me
Gotta get to this money
Gotta get to this money Baby
Gotta get to this money
Gotta get to this money Ayee
It took me a minute to get to this money now I can't control myself
My back on the wall I had to go get it I ain't have nobody else
I Gotta get shit off my chest
Im feeling like i am the best
Hatched like a bird out the nest
I always go right, you go left
Tell me nigga what is left
I am the nigga who flippin that dollar
All of these bitches they holla
Hollup, excuse me, don't botha
Nigga you don't want no problem
You know that drippy gone solve em
When i get up in the morning,
Money motive keep on flowin
25 and i'm growing
Demons in me and I know it
Reaper man imma show it
James Harden pick n roll it
This a shot that you can't block
So you Gotta act like you sold it
Niggas reaching like a goalie
Niggas preaching but they phoney
Get to actin like they know me
I'm the man
Need some rubbabandz
This that trap shit
They don't understand
Boy I been the plug
Ain't no middle man
On my drip shit
Call me DRIPPYMAN
Burning Cannagars
Like a hippy man
Cup doubled up
For my sippy man
Yeah I see you niggas acting sneaky man
Keep that energy when you see me man
Gotta get to this money
Gotta get to this money Baby
Gotta get to this money
Gotta get to this money Ayee
It took me a minute to get to this money now I can't control myself
My back on the wall I had to go get it I ain't have nobody else
Gotta get to this money Baby
Gotta get to this money
Gotta get to this money Ayee
It took me a minute to get to this money now I can't control myself
My back on the wall I had to go get it I ain't have nobody else
Lost my momma then I lost my mind
Still lost like I'm frozen in time
Mommas boy no I can't even hide
Pissed off I just gotta know why
Just gimme a reason
I'm fighting my demons
Been taking a beating
Feels like I'm dreaming
To Where is this leading
My people they need me
Cause I know they really hurt
Freddie G up on my shirt
Showed me how to move that work
Weed, pills, to that purp
We was even flippin merch
Making sho we was first
No we neva ended last
Yeah I had to push the gas
Had to get up off my ass
Show em what my people told me
Time to get up on this cash
Now that I'm motivated what is stopping me
Holdup my nigga don't talk to me
Tell em just stop and come shop w me
Come to the show n come rock w me
Hush all that bullshit I swear ain't no mocking me
Tell me why they tryna copy me
They notice I'm just a young prodigy
I run up a bag momma proud of me
Gotta get to this money
Gotta get to this money Baby
Gotta get to this money
Gotta get to this money Ayee
It took me a minute to get to this money now I can't control myself
My back on the wall I had to go get it I ain't have nobody else
I Gotta get shit off my chest
Im feeling like i am the best
Hatched like a bird out the nest
I always go right, you go left
Tell me nigga what is left
I am the nigga who flippin that dollar
All of these bitches they holla
Hollup, excuse me, don't botha
Nigga you don't want no problem
You know that drippy gone solve em
When i get up in the morning,
Money motive keep on flowin
25 and i'm growing
Demons in me and I know it
Reaper man imma show it
James Harden pick n roll it
This a shot that you can't block
So you Gotta act like you sold it
Niggas reaching like a goalie
Niggas preaching but they phoney
Get to actin like they know me
I'm the man
Need some rubbabandz
This that trap shit
They don't understand
Boy I been the plug
Ain't no middle man
On my drip shit
Call me DRIPPYMAN
Burning Cannagars
Like a hippy man
Cup doubled up
For my sippy man
Yeah I see you niggas acting sneaky man
Keep that energy when you see me man
Gotta get to this money
Gotta get to this money Baby
Gotta get to this money
Gotta get to this money Ayee
It took me a minute to get to this money now I can't control myself
My back on the wall I had to go get it I ain't have nobody else
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Writer(s): Jorge Peguero
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