Get It

Wake up pray to god I won't go broke I want my paper straight
Thinking bout them days I didn't have it No food on the plate
I was trying to get it Got locked up through me behind the gate

Told myself don't worry Cause I know this wouldn't be my fate
Wake up pray to god I won't go broke I want my paper straight
Thinking bout them days I didn't have it No food on the plate
I was trying to get it Got locked up through me behind the gate

Told myself don't worry Cause I know this wouldn't be my fate
I just caught my plug He bout to send a hundred bags through
Once them bowls sold I'ma show you what this cash do
Put it on his head Man that body been way past due

When they catch him lacking crack his top just like a cashew
I get fried then I pop shit Wrist in pot watch me lock it
Fill the safe then I lock it Panties drop then she pop it
Niggas hate they can't stop shit Lately it been all profit

Walk with a limp keep a rocket Back up cock it and pop it
I can't find no wock so I sip Trish None of my shoes cost me less than six
Yeah I'm from the county run the six Disrespect I'll put you on the list
From the basement like Tigger My young niggas pull triggers

You against us or with us Diamonds flash like some glitter
You can have up and hit it I won't hire a hitter
Pockets fact they were frail If I go broke I'ma take it
Wake up pray to god I won't go broke I want my paper straight

Thinking bout them days I didn't have it No food on the plate
I was trying to get it Got locked up through me behind the gate
Told myself don't worry Cause I know this wouldn't be my fate
Wake up pray to god I won't go broke I want my paper straight

Thinking bout them days I didn't have it No food on the plate
I was trying to get it Got locked up through me behind the gate
Told myself don't worry Cause I know this wouldn't be my fate



Credits
Writer(s): Kevin Anim
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