Gotta Get Rich

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I been on my grind 
Cause I got a lot to prove 
If you think this shit is easy 
Take a walk in my shoes
Yeah I took a lot of Ls 
But I still never lose 
Money on my mind cause 
I gotta get rich 
Gotta get rich 
Gotta get rich 
Yeah I gotta get rich 
Gotta get rich 
Gotta get rich 
Gotta get rich 
Yeah I gotta get rich 
Gotta get rich yeah 
Gotta get rich yeah 
Gotta get rich 
Yeah yeah yeah 
Gotta get rich 
Gotta get rich 

If it ain't about commas 
Then you'll be dismissed 
I am too litt 
I must admit 
I'm a wavy ass bitch 
And I know how to drip 
I can not be broke 
Let's switch up the flow 
Came from the bottom 
Down below 
Not Roddy Rich 
But I gotta get rich 
And I be on my shit 
Play with me 
You'll get hit 
These niggas be broke 
They wastin my time 
These bitches be funny 
They doing me slime 
No slat 
I'm on my grind 
Cause I gotta shine 
I'm only 19 
And this is my prime 
Wake up 
Get my bread up 
These hating ass bitches be fed up 
Stay tuned 
This is a heads up 
Back up 
Cause I'm bout to blow up 
Yeah yeah 

I been on my grind 
Cause I got a lot to prove 
If you think this shit is easy 
Take a walk in my shoes 
Yeah I took a lot of Ls 
But I still never lose 
Money on my mind cause 
I gotta get rich 
Gotta get rich 
Gotta get rich 
Yeah I gotta get rich 
Gotta get rich 
Gotta get rich 
Gotta get rich 
Yeah I gotta get rich 
Gotta get rich yeah 
Gotta get rich yeah 
Gotta get rich 
Yeah yeah yeah 

Got the drip 
Got the money and the sauce 
Me and my niggas ain't takin no loss 
Going straight for the stars 
To the top 
Even at the top
You'll never see me stop 
Flow so sick 
I be needing cough drops 
Drip so hard 
You could call it rain drops 
If it's bout cash 
I'll never stop 
Ice for the neck 
Lookin like the next cop 

I gotta get rich 
I'm calling it quits
Broke niggas and bitches 
All give me an itch
This minimum wage 
Ain't cutting this shit 
So I ran to the stu 
And I wrote me a hit
I must admit 
That I love designer
Gucci and Loui and Dolce Gabbana  
I'm on the go 
Like somebody come find her 
First in the ville 
Now I'm in the Bahamas 

Bitch run it up 
Ur nigga said last night
That I'm  coming up
Been fucked over 
I'll f*ck you over 
When I f*ck you over
I won't give a f*ck 
Gotta get rich quick 
Only fast bucks 
Gotta come collect 
The end from my cut 
Ain't no one give me a sip
When I was thirsty 
When I'm rich 
Ain't nobody drinking 
Out from my cup 
Life's about commas and karma 
Stack too much
To get mixed up in drama 
So much heat
I equipped the summer 
Hot girl shit 
Ejeme and Bianca
But this winter 
We coming so icy 
Frost bitches 
Wish that they could bite me 
On the scene like we Velma and Daphne 
Gang pop out
Then this shit'll be a movie

Can't comprehend 
Why they doubting me 
Gotta open your eyes
 For you to see 
Gonna stack my bread 
Whole team gon be fed 
Niggas wasting my time 
Gotta leave them on read 
Yeah 
I'm on my shit can't stop 
Yeah 
Don't want the smoke, no pop 
Yeah 
On my Drake, nonstop 
Yeah 
Me and Mae at the top 
Yeah 

I need that chicken and Guac 
Gotta get rich
Going straight to the top 
There was some nights
With no food on the pot 
Now there's cheese in my pockets 
This shit will not Rot 
I'd move the gang to a whole different spot 
With a field in the back 
But the horse in the lot 
Never miss my shot 
Like my dream had a red dot 
Money Schemes with the team 
Only link when we Plot 
Non Stop 

Less stress more money
F*ck rainy days
Imma fly where it's sunny
Remember them days 
Y'all was calling me ugly
Y'all tried to dubb me 
Jacked  i was bummy
When i blow up no one jacc  
We was buddies
Please watch ur step 
I got on my guiseppes 
All of this press 
But hoes still can not press me 
Need all of the cash 
A mil will not impress me

Gotta switch it up 
Mind my business 
Never in the mixup 
No fake love 
No need to check up 
F*ck that love shit 
I want the big bucks

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