Getting To It

[Verse1]

Yeah, i ain't finna taking you niggas back, I'm showing you where's it at
The music is all i got, since a young that's all i had
I'm tryna moving in lack
They want me all up in school I'm moving a crack
I'm glad I'm getting a picture from both angles
I'm on my biscuits and chicken like Bojangles
I want my wrist in [] with gold gang hoe
I pray my niggas ain't up nothing but candle

A pimp once lived to tell a story of a glory of a man
Said he started off as a scam
But followers on hit Instagram
Now the niggas says a got some real fans
He like young man! why doing boom bap ?
Cause i grew up listening to Em and Aftermath
I set home making on my beat snap
Who would've thought the nigga would be writing beast raps

Eat fast cause 'em hungry niggas coming and they wanna eat that
I ain't shower and a bum i wake up and eat tracks
Ears you know i feed that, i won't even wait for feedback, I just release man

[Chorus]

Baby! I know you waiting for me
I know mistakes when i see them, you wouldn't made 'em for me
That's money making for me
(make money, money, money, money, money, money, money)
That's money making for me
(take money, money, money, money, money, money, money)
Get money!

[verse2]

Runnin up on you niggas
Jumpin up on you bitches
Rippin it up on the clit the wrist i know she actin different
I know she never seems to see the other side of happiness of juice of what it means
You rather critique, crucifying the crucifix the human being for being human beings
I rather delete, i choose to see what's good to me and you, this, this life but a dream
And it's still niggas out there selling dream
I find my presence out here in 2016
I got a BMW i was 19
Gift from my dad, which he ordered from Japan
Shit was second hand, but had me feeling like the man
I won't lie, ultimately i been feeling like the spot
Cause i been pippin this out with one eye
Would think I'm Malaysian, Peruvian, Brazilian
The way I'm weaving to the edge to getting to this millions
I blame it on my resilience, all the these cameras on me bout to make a nigga militant

[Chorus]

Baby! I know you waiting for me
I know mistakes when i see them, you wouldn't made 'em for me
That's money making for me
(make money, money, money, money, money, money, money)
That's money making for me
(take money, money, money, money, money, money, money)
Get money!