Lyrics:
[Intro]
And we go by the runners
(I think it's time for me to go hard as the hood I'm from, ay)
DJ Khaled, we the best
(I think it's time for me
even trip
I need some money I go make a flip (Flip)
I’m buying the by the brick (2 Paints)
In the trap where I’m doing my shift (All Day)
Pull up get
get that money. (grind!)
Go on,
Run n get that money. (hustle!)
Run n get that money. (grind!)
Gimme that money,
I need that paper, Gimme that cash
people gettin lye my niggas is gettin' by
If you can't see we bitches ya jags, we foward ya last
We Diamonds ya glass, we get pussy why'all ass. Give me
when i took her
Need everything that i deserve
Gotta get it
Listen I ain’t with that sit and wait my turn
A Fool with money know just how that paper
by check the time I
Gotta get back to the grind I
Won't make no money being shy I I I
Okay I'm headed to the top
Been working for a minute
Getting
nigga like yo Gotti We set the trends in Benny's, we drinking
both sake Strategic how I did it, I'm a mastermind
Made it to the top, but yo, I had
Yeah, no roof on the jeep with a big old chain
Niggas left for the sniff and came back for the base
You could tell he was tripping by the look on his face
I know some niggaz that'll merk ya for a quarter birdy
You bitch ass niggaz just be lucky that the boy ain't hurtin'
I got the money to lag and I got
Why you bring that money to the club if you ain't throwin' it?
How you naked on the 'Gram but in person you ain't showin' shit?
Why you go against
Look at my fucking dead presidents
Sending me decoys with marked
Money frontin' yo
What you need G? Nah, I ain't got nuttin'
"I say no to drugs"
Is what
For your boy
I'm watchin' Freaks and Geeks with the trampoline on the floor
I'm tryna pop the McLaren with the vertical doors nigga
Money
soul
Hard-boiled, son of a bitch
Scraping away on the down hill grind
It's a means to an end, a mean end for most
Death and domestication ends in
time to create 'cause there's money to make
To be a billionaire takes hard work for years
Some nights I shed a tear while I said a prayer
Been through
time to create 'cause there's money to make
To be a billionaire takes hard work for years
Some nights I shed a tear while I said a prayer
Been through
odd and leaves an odd taste
In the mouth of the metropolitan
The hustle is hollarin'
Beautiful minds grind, grind for the dollarin'
Whether dice
the sloppiest nigga
Hold up
Different batch
This Gotti
Getting money
im feeling like Gotti
Gett too it by any means
Nobody can stop me
Grind hard
Juss too
Take a sneak peak kissing herbs on a high
Hah, I'm down for whatever, whenever
Murderers stick together
See Vita, be that chick to hard throb you
dreamin' large 'bout the money out there
Know it's a beef for me and a beef for you, my nigga
He like, "They beef with you then they beef with me, my
hard plus white as December
I switch up my raps yo I never go the same way
Plus I get a different prepaid every 30 days
So if I get jam I know where
up the sticky
Not that barnyard hay
We just getting to the money
Then get on our way
Yep, 3 whips back to back
Followed by a Cadillac
Trucks, sluts
than anybody
That nigga Daz and Young Gotti
Blast em' with the shot after fleein' the scene
Cause money, power, and dreams make a hell of a scheme
Somebody told me sleep was a cousin to death
And following a dollar finds nothing but stress
A marathon grind like I'm running from rest
It's (5
pardon me, I'm sorry
Used to move like Billy the Kid, don't try me
Young gun, I was a YG like Yo Gotti
This is the remix, I'm loading up three clips
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