Gonna Get It

You know I'm gonna get it
You know I'm gonna get it
You know I'm gonna get it, get it, ge-get it
(Ah, fuck with your boy, just a kid) you know I'm gonna get it
You know I'm gonna get it
You know I'm gonna get it, get it, ge-get it (Cashinover AKA Sky Balla)

You know I'm gonna get it (yeah Sky stores, this beats' a master)
You know I'm gonna get it
You know I'm gonna get it, get it, ge-get it
You know I'm gonna get it
You know I'm gonna get it
You know I'm gonna get it, get it, ge-get it (yo, yo, yo)

I was 12 years old, when I sold my first rocks
About 14, I popped my first glock
At 16, a Rolex was my first watch
Turned 18, that's when I rolled my first drop
I'm 19 now, I just bought my first block
About to cap my first mansion, first yacht
Still shipping my way FedEx across states
I'm Sky Balla, the young player you love to hate

With more followers than the Pope trafficking big coke
Concealing large guns under leather coats
I'm a young street thug, so please don't tempt me
To call up my wolves to rock jewels and push Bentley's
It's not a problem that I can't solve
When a black mob and tough Jews get involved
Y'all know I was crackin' way before I was rappin'
I'm still hustlin' out of hopelessness, makin' it happen (bitch)

You know I'm gonna get it (what?)
You know I'm gonna get it (what?)
You know I'm gonna get it, get it, ge-get it (ahan, ok)
You know I'm gonna get it (what?)
You know I'm gonna get it (what?)
You know I'm gonna get it, get it, ge-get it (ahan, ok)

You know I'm gonna get it (what?)
You know I'm gonna get it (what?)
You know I'm gonna get it, get it, ge-get it (ahan, ok)
You know I'm gonna get it (what?)
You know I'm gonna get it (what?)
You know I'm gonna get it, get it, ge-get it (ahan, ok)

I know why you rap lines are frustrated and broke
I stepped in the game with a business orientated approach
I just do this rap thing for the love of the sport
I really fought cases and had to face the judge in court
I'm a thug in the sauce, a hustler in the vibe
Sit down with him, you can see the hustler in his eyes
This music shit was my last resort
Had to get out the dope game, so I passed the torch

I put my young boys on and took my cash to the cleanest bank
Cash on the Beamer X-Class in Medina
Copped shoes from Alina for all my mommies
Like my Jerry West throwback, F-O-Pose on me
And I'm always on the paper, chase it all times
I could cop a brick and chop down all dimes
But how you gon' stop the game when the ball's mine?
Playboy, we can get this money in all shine

You know I'm gonna get it (what?)
You know I'm gonna get it (what?)
You know I'm gonna get it, get it, ge-get it (ahan, ok)
You know I'm gonna get it (what?)
You know I'm gonna get it (what?)
You know I'm gonna get it, get it, ge-get it (ahan, ok)

You know I'm gonna get it (what?)
You know I'm gonna get it (what?)
You know I'm gonna get it, get it, ge-get it (ahan, ok)
You know I'm gonna get it (what?)
You know I'm gonna get it (what?)
You know I'm gonna get it, get it, ge-get it (ahan, OK)

Way before you ever heard of me
Niggas been out to murder me
Verbally tryna assault my name, but they ain't hurtin' me
I put the g in the game, placed it perfectly
In front of the a, with that leaves m-e
I ain't tryna be sittin' round broke D's
I'm a young gun that runs with the O-G's

I'd be mad too if I was gettin' no cheese
I'm tryna get it like a pizza parley
You might see me in a peach and parlor
With these the dollars, it's so pleasing how I'd pop your collar
I was once told, don't stop until you're major
Beware of them haters, dwellin' beneath the layers

Always mad, 'cause they ain't gettin' no paper
Plus they hoes out of pocket blowin' up my pager
Ever since I was young, I've been a boss player
16, I took my first trip to Las Vegas
I balled out with all my big homies
How to get money and make dollars is what they show me
"Stay focused young Balla" is what they told me
I went from my o-z to a whole key

You know I'm gonna get it (what?)
You know I'm gonna get it (what?)
You know I'm gonna get it, get it, ge-get it (ahan, ok)
You know I'm gonna get it (what?)
You know I'm gonna get it (what?)
You know I'm gonna get it, get it, ge-get it (ahan, ok)

You know I'm gonna get it (what?)
You know I'm gonna get it (what?)
You know I'm gonna get it, get it, ge-get it (ahan, ok)
You know I'm gonna get it (what?)
You know I'm gonna get it (what?)
You know I'm gonna get it, get it, ge-get it (ahan, OK)

You know I'm gonna get it (what?)
You know I'm gonna get it (what?)
You know I'm gonna get it, get it, ge-get it (ahan, ok)
You know I'm gonna get it (what?)
You know I'm gonna get it (what?)
You know I'm gonna get it, get it, ge-get it (ahan, ok)

You know I'm gonna get it (what?)
You know I'm gonna get it (what?)
You know I'm gonna get it, get it, ge-get it (ahan, ok)



Credits
Writer(s): Unknown, Scott Storch
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