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Get It (feat. Tru Serva)
by 2braidz
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Get it, get it
I ain't just tryna get it
For the heck of it
NO (NO)
This is for my children
YO (YO)
This is for my credit
AYE (AYE)
I'm up in my bag
Indigenous man tryna
BRAKE
Generational poverty
From problem child dropout to a college degree (whoah)
I left North Central Universitee
On the list of the dean (yaaah)
Cuz livin off the state and commodities
Is not what I want for me
Or my family (Zee)
So I grind grind
Life's a vapor then we outta time time
I use mine
As a good steward and I rhyme rhyme
With Servanthood on my mind
Serving hoods like Robin on mine
Straight puro with these lines
Take a listen, to what is written, neva quittin
Westbrook how I finish, I'm relentless
God is with it
Cuz He's the center of my business
By now you've caught on
That I brought on
The homie Tru to Serve ya
In this rap game as intruders
In this space as invaders
Shining like diamond bracelets
In the dark fog
Evading our foes who guard
The gold like a Smaug
They praying that we fall
Little do they know we more than chosen
We've been called
To go to one and to all
And when we go
Dog we go hard
In the paint
Like Garnett
2-1 on the chest
I pull up on the fast break nothing but net
Yo yo
On this road solo
No hans
In a war beneath stars
Keep the fame- keep the cars
Keep the chains-keep the broads
Keep the name- keep the bars
As long as you peepin game
Weather Rich or broke -sun or rain
We'll never never change
Get it, get it
I ain't just tryna get it
For the heck of it
NO (NO)
This is for my children
YO (YO)
This is for my credit
AYE (AYE)
I'm up in my bag
Indigenous man tryna
BRAKE
Generational poverty
From problem child dropout to a college degree (whoah)
I left North Central Universitee
On the list of the dean (yaaah)
Cuz livin off the state and commodities
Is not what I want for me
Or my family (Zee)
So I grind grind
Life's a vapor then we outta time time
I use mine
As a good steward and I rhyme rhyme
With Servanthood on my mind
Serving hoods like Robin on mine
Straight puro with these lines
Take a listen, to what is written, neva quittin
Westbrook how I finish, I'm relentless
God is with it
Cuz He's the center of my business
By now you've caught on
That I brought on
The homie Tru to Serve ya
In this rap game as intruders
In this space as invaders
Shining like diamond bracelets
In the dark fog
Evading our foes who guard
The gold like a Smaug
They praying that we fall
Little do they know we more than chosen
We've been called
To go to one and to all
And when we go
Dog we go hard
In the paint
Like Garnett
2-1 on the chest
I pull up on the fast break nothing but net
Yo yo
On this road solo
No hans
In a war beneath stars
Keep the fame- keep the cars
Keep the chains-keep the broads
Keep the name- keep the bars
As long as you peepin game
Weather Rich or broke -sun or rain
We'll never never change
