Get Your Money

[Intro]
Ooh, yeah
Ooh, yeah

[Verse 1]
Yeah, this one for them young niggas hustlin' them waters in Atlanta
By any means, run your bands up
'Member when my mama used to tell me pull my pants up
Now my drawers a hundred, now I gotta show 'em off, yeah
I ain't wear the regular uniform, I wore Lacoste, yeah
Know I can afford it, I ain't askin' what it cost, yeah
I went from a sticky situation to a boss
And now they listen when I talk, a half a million in my loft
And I'm pullin' up in somethin', yeah
Every time my uncle see me, he say, "Get your money," yeah
Die before I lеt another nigga take it from me, ayy
I camе up with hustlers and stealers and the scammers and the killers
All the lawyers and the doctors, all the CEOs, my niggas
He was supposed to go to college, but he ended up in prison
I was supposed to go to college and I did it and I finished
Still ended up in jail 'cause I went right back to the trenches
I ain't make XXL, but I still ended up with a million (Yeah)
Niggas ain't run when it got tough, we had to thug it out
Both insecure, but we in love, so we just fuck it out
They ain't used to love me, but they love me now
Wonder if we wasn't where we was, would you still be around? (Yeah)

[Chours]
First things first, go get your money, they gon' hate you anyway
They come, they go, they leave, they stay, yeah
Don't forget to get your money, they gon' love you anyway
It's lonely at the top and if it's not, they all gon' say you changed
First things first, go get your money, they gon' hate you anyway
Come, they go, they leave, they stay, yeah
Don't forget to get your money, they gon' love you anyway
It's lonely at the top and if it's not, they all gon' say you changed

[Verse 2]
I just wanna make my mama proud of me
Ayy, tryna set the way for all my protégés
Told 'em, "Just be patient, it's gon play out like a prophecy," yeah
A lot of niggas said I wasn't gon' make it, I make more than them
I ain't have to take the tour to Florida, made a quarter M
Me and Jesus launched For Real water, put your order in
I'ma hit the field with the starters, a few quarters in
I put on that shit, I make your stylist say, "Girl, look at him"
Keep my then toes in the street, don't let 'em know I'm in it
Never run your mouth around a freak, don't let 'em know your business
He'll do whatever for the pussy, keep him from 'round the bitches
He ain't really like that, he pussy, keep him from 'round the trenches
He don't really put that shit on, he just be dressin' different
I threw all my niggas in the chat, started a company
I think I'ma name my daughter Love, she gon' be lovely
Started gettin' money and don't give a fuck who fuck with me

[Chorus]
First things first, go get your money, they gon' hate you anyway
They come, they go, they leave, they stay, yeah
Don't forget to get your money, they gon' love you anyway
It's lonely at the top and if it's not, they all gon' say you changed
First things first, go get your money, they gon' hate you anyway
Come, they go, they leave, they stay, yeah
Don't forget to get your money, they gon' love you anyway
It's lonely at the top and if it's not, they all gon' say you changed

[Outro]
They gon' say you changed
Ayy, big bruh, like
Let me get a couple dollars, dog
I know you got it on you, man