Reciprocation

You get what you give
Then give what you get
You gon' be set
I married the money
Soon as we muthafuckin met
How you a hustler?
You sold your soul for a check
Still gotta pay rent
And if it don’t it don’t make sense
You get what you give
Then give what you get
You gon' be set
I married the money
Soon as we muthafuckin met
How you a hustler?
You sold your soul for a check
Still gotta pay rent
And if it don’t it don’t make sense

Reap just what I sew
Harvest karmic seeds
Trynna feel the sands of a hundred seas
Ain’t no such thing as living comfortably
When every day's a opportunity
I need the 65 with the suicide
Type to make every man
Go and run and hide
She high and dry
She expected songs and lullabies
I got ghost
She ain’t even feel me
Leave her side
Came way too clean
Set sights on me
You couldn’t if you tried
If it got the stems and seeds
It ain’t gon get me high
Point me to the chronic leaf
If the price is right
Here’s the finders fee
I done found the key