Get It How We Get It/Splack-In
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See e'rybody get tired of the nickel
And dime, you know what I'm sayin?
Don't waste no time playa-hatin on the next nigga, know I'm sayin?
Let's get this money man, know what I mean?
See
I kill for my nigga, die for my nigga
Send yo' weak body floatin in the river
Ways of the day, man, nobody knows
If it should be fa sho to walk out yo' door wit'cha fo' fo'
Hell, I waited, and I waited, till I can't wait no mo'
Man, fuck this rap shit, hit my bro, front me some dough
See money thirty times a day, still can't seem to hold
Lower thirty dollars a month off in a nigga bill fo'
Now would somebody please let me know, what you got to show
For when thangs movin slow it only seems grams of blow
Life ain't nothin but a struggle when you pillin to po'
Hustle to get it in like most of the niggas rockin the boat
The strong survive, the weak should die, a nigga must stay afloat
Mama still work that 8 to 4, Lord bless her poor soul
Turn this dope into some lyrics, nigga make it go-go
Be it a million sold, whoa, gotta get it fa sho
But we some full-time grinders, hard time hustlas
Get it how we know, from the smoke up to the dust
From tracks to traps, slabs to raps
Spread a lil' 'round, make it all come back
But we some full-time grinders, hard time hustlas
Get it how we know, from the smoke up to the dust
From tracks to traps, slabs to raps
Spread a lil' 'round, make it all come back
Now open up yo' mind as we unclog yo' brain
And wipe away these thoughts of what you ever felt was pain
Cause like rain it pour, like thunder we roar
Yo' bloods at yo' ass so get yo' face up out the floor
And know that it's real, cause sometimes I feel
The only way to survive is, is just to live
My life day by day, in a way I only should
So who the hell is you to tell me how to live it good?
To the good that went bad, from dwellin in yo' past
So partna keep a look out 'fore these niggas start to blast
And in a flash, you back at home under yo' sheets weepin in yo' sleep
Like when them bitches start that snitchin I'ma cut you deep
Now take a peek, and tell me what you see
It's them boys from the attic makin noise in the streets
So don't you come with no ho shit, or none of that old fuck shit
Me and my niggas out to get it and split it so nigga thug quick
But we some full-time grinders, hard time hustlas
Get it how we know, from the smoke up to the dust
From tracks to traps, slabs to raps
Spread a lil' 'round, make it all come back
But we some full-time grinders, hard time hustlas
Get it how we know, from the smoke up to the dust
From tracks to traps, slabs to raps
Spread a lil' 'round, make it all come back
I put my grind down, I pick my rhyme up
Ain't no money lost, I stack it up, who gives a fuck?
I'm stuck in the dirt, I put in my work
Money to be made, ten percent in church
Oh it's a business now, don't play that dumb shit
For all these sales that I had I need that lil' bit
Oh now you feelin this, I knew you would though
A dirty South nigga straight up out the hood, bro
I went from trap thang off in this rap game
Build yo' clientele, make a sale, it's all the same
And once you recognize, no tear from them eyes
You do that damn thang, wait for the bitch surprise
They say they know the deal, they say it's all real
They feel what I feel, that's what they need to kill
A nigga tryin to live, I got to pay the bills
I lay them rap songs to make you dance a lil'
But we some full-time grinders, hard time hustlas
Get it how we know, from the smoke up to the dust
From tracks to traps, slabs to raps
Spread a lil' 'round, make it all come back
But we some full-time grinders, hard time hustlas
Get it how we know, from the smoke up to the dust
From tracks to traps, slabs to raps
Spread a lil' 'round, make it all come back