GED (Gettin Every Dolla)

Just got in the

Just got in the habit of switching the flow

Just trying to travel the globe

Tired of being under looked in this bitch

Tired of hearing, "I can't wait till' you blow"

Had to step out of my shell for a bit

Cuzzo told me, "Put my foot on they throat"

Had to let go of some **** last year

Wish they let my **** out on parole

**** used to bump "The Warm Up" by Cole

While **** used to warm the house with the stove, shit

If he made it out of this bitch

Ain't no telling where my talent can go

Skinny **** from the four, used to battle rap **** for bread when I'm bored

Fuck with your boy, used to swerve in a Honda Accord to the store

Hit up the midget for Newport 100's and lottery tickets

Now I be whippin' some shit that I prayed for

All my shit paid for

**** will switch on you quick, like what team do you play for?

I dead a fake **** like case closed

All my life, I been ten toes

G-E-D, my initials

So fuck what you talking, I get every dollar

I don't have a collar, if I did, I would pop it

Like **** what's poppin', but bruh, I can't call it

Like look what we started, but now we here

**** throwing shade outta fear

'Cause where I'm at, **** see themself

Don't be mad, bruh, just be yourself

'Cause money come and go, people come and go

The sooner you know that, the more that you see

Blood ain't no thicker than water to me

I count every dollar till my thumbs bleed

She say I got Marvin Gaye vibes with the drip

If I don't fuck with the vibes, I'ma dip

Got hollow point tips in a clip, shit

I'm in the yacht club with the whip

Who gives a damn what it's worth

Four U-Haul don't follow no hearse

So I'm real till I exit the earth

We from where you mix the water with dirt

We had to make that shit work

The struggle be quenching my thirst

I put the tears in my verse

So I get the shit I deserve

We came from nothing at all

If we had a problem, we solved

Figured that shit out ourself

Turned all my pain into wealth

Turned all my pain into wealth, shit

Now I be whippin' some shit that I prayed for

All my shit paid for

**** will switch on you quick, like what team do you play for?

I dead a fake **** like case closed

All my life, I been ten toes

G-E-D, my initials

So fuck what you talking, I get every dollar

I don't have a collar, if I did I, would pop it

Like **** what's poppin', but bruh, I can't call it

Like look what we started, but now we here

**** throwing shade outta fear

'Cause where I'm at, **** see themself

Don't be mad, bruh, just be yourself