Lyrics

Fuck you Kerwin Getting to the money on this side They gone show me love on the eastside She been staring at me that's all night Pour another cup now I feel right Get it out the mud like Shawshank If one ain't up then we all ain't I been running game that's all state Getting to the money that's all day I'm getting money I came from the bottom I roll with the dogs make our way to the top No label want sign us but that shit don't matter we do it alone so bitch just wait till we drop (Aye) I might just come to your spot now I'm kissing yo neck now we fucking a lot You just want problems I bet I can solve them I don't do no violence I pay you get dropped I break the seal for real no Nyquil I'm hip but I fuck with the pills and plug on the phone So I run up the bill now the plug on his way say he say he got a few deals now (Aye) Nigga just get out the way You don't got no place you ain't winning this race I see you that scared it's all over you face And You see that we up now yo mind JFK Might do a show and it's popping I come out the mud ain't no stopping I run through the city we mobbing we make a few sales then we shopping Red J's on my feet Niggas hating niggas weak Bitch be stressing leave me be Pour it up and we repeat Mind be racing through the streets Off the molly roiling deep Getting to the money on this side They gone show me love on the eastside She been staring at me that's all night Pour another cup now I feel right Get it out the mud like Shawshank If one ain't up then we all ain't I been running game that's all state Getting to the money that's all day (All day) Meet me in LA might go MIA Meet me in LA might go MIA Meet me in LA might go MIA Now if I drop this pin meet me round my way (Yeah) And if I let you in would you come and stay I been learning time is of the esssence ain't gone none to waste And it's so pleasing that she see me now she wanna taste Fresh like I brush my teeth Drip in my all white tee Work on this shit til like 3 My demons not letting me sleep But she say I make it look easy No guidance i'm doing my dance like i'm breezy I mix n match all my hoes like some reese's Do what I want ain't no way you could teach me You was the first one I told bout this lifestyle back then and you didn't believe me I ain't have food on my plate I was starving and I ain't have no one to feed me Now I'm eating shrimp and steak Scrape that bullshit off my plate And all of these hoes wanting me to come save em' but girl I ain't wearing no cape So meet me in LA might go MIA The money keep coming I keep running after guess why they call it chase bank Throw dirt on my name but you niggas don't hurt me yeah I'm making you nervous yeah Making my ceiling the surface yeah Get to the guap I'm determined yeah yeah Getting to the money on this side They gone show me love on the eastside She been staring at me that's all night Pour another cup now I feel right Get it out the mud like Shawshank If one ain't up then we all ain't I been running game that's all state Getting to the money that's all day Getting to the money on this side They gone show me love on the eastside She been staring at me that's all night Pour another cup now I feel right Get it out the mud like Shawshank If one ain't up then we all ain't I been running game that's all state Getting to the money that's all day
Writer(s): William Trice Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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