Get It
(): We young and we're ready, fam we got plenty Got the underground makin' sound for your city.
Clan ridin' with me.
hustle by the minute.
Everyday we winnin' so tonight we bout to get it.
And we get it.
Everyday we winnin' so tonight we bout to get it.
got an army at my front door.
everybody wanna win it's attack mode.
everybody want the crown its a revolution.
steppin' to the plate show the dreamers how to do it.
we about that life we ain't about to lose it.
this the shit that I kill for don't make me prove it.
this the shit that I live for because I choose it.
never resting on my laurels i just keep it movin'.
movin' we runnin' our way cruising, cruising.
one hundred all day OK.
this the life of a businessman.
leat, sleep, dream, breathe fully focused man.
ain't no going back from this, cause leavin' would be blasphemous.
we racing to the top and we hungry like we savages.
the changing of the guard, oh my god i'm so fabulous.
and your girl she like to me too.
she yellin' ooh you the handsomest. (hook)
money on my mind all i see is gold.
on the road to riches like i'm headed home medusa says she know me i ain't turn to stone pockets full of numbers buti never call.
i'm best out the city.
yeah we did it, we did it off kawasaki push that shit to the limit.
my bad i'm on.
leave your girl at home.
cause i can read her like she writing for the rolling stone.
oooh, niggas think they got it.
they don't know a thing about it.
i came out the womb stuntin'.
oooh, i can teach you all about it.
it ain't nothing.
these niggas be my children i be sonnin'.
i'm hot like wasabi.
little mama she love.
she likes the way i be leanin' from bleaches she screamin' she yellin', young young tapz she likes the way i rap.
i don't know about yall but i know i flex. (hook)
look, stamps all on my passport that's racks spittin' a room full of these foreign girls who all love my accent.
makin' sure my future is better than my past.
that's why my new girl look better than my last.
need a new car with no mileage.
dress well i'm stylish.
cause i know what style is.
so i don't need no stylist.
learn more in these streets than i did in that class.
foot on that gas hit120 on that dash.
up all night puttin all work.
it aint about the money but the money don't hurt.
my flow sick so sick it needs medicine.
that edible got me higher than i ever been.
business wasn't right so i had to regroup.
got an old two door now im tryin yo recoup.
i aint into no wishin' i'm into that go gettin' project that's jupiter an d epic the future.
Clan ridin' with me.
hustle by the minute.
Everyday we winnin' so tonight we bout to get it.
And we get it.
Everyday we winnin' so tonight we bout to get it.
got an army at my front door.
everybody wanna win it's attack mode.
everybody want the crown its a revolution.
steppin' to the plate show the dreamers how to do it.
we about that life we ain't about to lose it.
this the shit that I kill for don't make me prove it.
this the shit that I live for because I choose it.
never resting on my laurels i just keep it movin'.
movin' we runnin' our way cruising, cruising.
one hundred all day OK.
this the life of a businessman.
leat, sleep, dream, breathe fully focused man.
ain't no going back from this, cause leavin' would be blasphemous.
we racing to the top and we hungry like we savages.
the changing of the guard, oh my god i'm so fabulous.
and your girl she like to me too.
she yellin' ooh you the handsomest. (hook)
money on my mind all i see is gold.
on the road to riches like i'm headed home medusa says she know me i ain't turn to stone pockets full of numbers buti never call.
i'm best out the city.
yeah we did it, we did it off kawasaki push that shit to the limit.
my bad i'm on.
leave your girl at home.
cause i can read her like she writing for the rolling stone.
oooh, niggas think they got it.
they don't know a thing about it.
i came out the womb stuntin'.
oooh, i can teach you all about it.
it ain't nothing.
these niggas be my children i be sonnin'.
i'm hot like wasabi.
little mama she love.
she likes the way i be leanin' from bleaches she screamin' she yellin', young young tapz she likes the way i rap.
i don't know about yall but i know i flex. (hook)
look, stamps all on my passport that's racks spittin' a room full of these foreign girls who all love my accent.
makin' sure my future is better than my past.
that's why my new girl look better than my last.
need a new car with no mileage.
dress well i'm stylish.
cause i know what style is.
so i don't need no stylist.
learn more in these streets than i did in that class.
foot on that gas hit120 on that dash.
up all night puttin all work.
it aint about the money but the money don't hurt.
my flow sick so sick it needs medicine.
that edible got me higher than i ever been.
business wasn't right so i had to regroup.
got an old two door now im tryin yo recoup.
i aint into no wishin' i'm into that go gettin' project that's jupiter an d epic the future.
Credits
Writer(s): Peter James Wadams, Gavin Daniel Correia, Martin Mhando, Tapiwa Mutingwende, Mzwethu Manrich Ngubane, Justin Barnette
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