Lyrics:
"let's get it"
I tell my Niggas let's go get it " let's get it let's get it"
He ain't Trippin' he got up and go get it "gold money"
He ain't trippin' he
about a dime a dozen
Ash and exhale, days keep on coming
Collapsing supernova
I got work by Bova
Up in the shadowbox
Framed like it was priceless
Bob
to the Lord my life ainʼt harder than at birth
Since we ainʼt have shit Iʼll make sure that we got it
And you best know how to keep it if you get it and I
Killed two sheriffs, six of his best men want my
head
Stole two horses
Thought you was the law that's why I jumped in them
bushes
[Krazie Bone]
Goodness,
Then why the hell is you hidin in them bushes?
Im wanted in four counties
For armed robbery
Killed 2 sheriffs, 6 of his best men with my hands
Expose who, nigga? I'm hood as a gold tooth
Hold two joints in the whip when I roll through the toll booth
I heard the albums niggas just put out, yeah,
Yea. Now we talking
Got a movement moving faster than often surrounded by solvent and carcinogens
My drive is like, drifting in a civic whip
Spitting
when I can't see the light
Gotta maintain till your current situation change
We gotta work twice as hard just to achieve the same
Them excuses'll hold
stop me now (who, you?)
Every album offered me a glimpse of heaven
No parentals, uncensored, guess I snuck into the Restricted Section
These Dark Arts
know how it feels but I can't really say
It's like a mental orgasm, it's like a spiritual orgasm
That's why I do it with more passion
So much work
time
No sleeping til I cross the line, I'm running
Cause I gotta pack them shows
And Dre told me ain't no coming back from gold
So I gotta get my album
out it. To the Noun, vowels, and pronouns. Doing my best to try to pronounce it.
Hope you love it and get it. And understand how much work I put into
to the West.
Cho: I give you the gallant old West, boys,
Where rallied our bravest and best
When Ireland lay broken and bleeding;
Hurrah for the men of the West!
thinking in dreams
Only work for impossible things
We the best in the word (wait, at what?)
Wanting, wasting
Who the best in the world? (huh, I don't
and my Story is rare
Was calling up djS
Letting the heat sing
I'm upping in gold
I'm outta control
Got beat by my teachers
In Haiti, I'm patient
They
a few songs now I'm laying in bed and
All I can think is how my brain is shredded, hearing my album is something you've dreaded
Like Proof at The Shelter,
the doors (It had to be done)
Took the risk and it came with the gold
Now all my regrets washed away by the dough
Broke the commandments I knew it was wrong
Louis we the topic
Let the women jock it, pimpin, you know how I get
Once my album drop, all you heavy waiters better watch it
Vokal, yeah I rock it
the women jock it, pimpin, you know how I get
Once my album drop, all you heavy waiters better watch it
Vokál, yeah I rock it
Step in the spot shit, men leave
gold
And maybe get rich, hol' up
Trinidad Jame$ in four weeks but now my album platinum and shit, so what?
Y'all keep the numbers
I'm more than
Take in a movie and sit in the rear
I might be in the studio hard at work
Making hype tracks that sell by the stacks
When it gets dark, I chill with
the window, see the corner that I bent it
It's just so simple when we get so D.E.E.P
Learn a lesson, pick up the album when it hits the streets like
D.E.E.P.
Juggling hard work but versus talent We put the word to action
Regardless of the results, I aint concerned what happens
As long as we tried
Weight is getting
sitting on your wealth
And do your own work for once
We are not meant to live this way
Suffering in squalor and poverty
While the rich men laugh
We're not
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