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GOTTA GET IT
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Hip-Hop/Rap
GOTTA GET IT was released on October 24, 2025 by JAMLA RECORDS, UNDER EXCLUSIVE LICENSE TO ROC NATION DISTRIBUTION as a part of the album WELCOME HOME
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Release DateOctober 24, 2025
LabelJAMLA RECORDS, UNDER EXCLUSIVE LICENSE TO ROC NATION DISTRIBUTION
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM90

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Reuben Vincent
Reuben Vincent
Vocals
9th Wonder
9th Wonder
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Reuben Vincent
Reuben Vincent
Songwriter
Patrick Douthit
Patrick Douthit
Songwriter
Albert Brown III
Albert Brown III
Songwriter
Kyle West
Kyle West
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jake Palumbo
Jake Palumbo
Mixing Engineer
Patrick Douthit
Patrick Douthit
Producer

Lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah
Uh, uh
Yeah
Ayy
Gotta get it
Gotta get it, get it, gotta get it
Gotta get it
Uh, ayy
[Verse 1]
Queen City raised a king
Since the Hornets can't do it, ma, I gotta win a ring
My parents never married, I carry
The flag of a lone star like where they was raised 'fore they beared me
Please, don't compare me to any of my peers in this
Like Shakur, I done shed many tears for this
I got God from my mom and the sins from my father
But I'ma break barriers like Barter
I coulda went to Harvard
But see, I chose an HBCU then dropped out tryna be Shawn Carter
At NCAT passin' blunts, dickin' down daughters
Thinkin' to myself like, "I gotta go harder"
Ain't nobody better than, better than I ever been
Was heaven-sent just to travel through hell again
They sayin' if it ain't trap, I'll never win
I couldn't give a fuck like I'm celibate, it's evident that
[Chorus]
Yeah, huh, ayy
I gots to get paid
No church in the wild if we tryna get saved (Saved)
Yeah, huh, ayy
I gots to get paid
Got family to feed, ain't no time to be afraid
[Verse 2]
Hey, ayy
And I still need a lot of dough
Lot to cope, bein' raised in survival mode
Watchin' my mama take her check and paid tithes
I love God, but we ain't gon' pay the bills with the Bible, though
My religion was the mission
And if it isn't love, then I find a new edition
The blind lead the blind 'til they find the truth is missin'
But me, I was a realist, never was superstitious
Listen, uh
What's the profit if these people gain the world and lose they soul?
That's why I learned to stack it and lay low
It's war where I'm from, soldier boys hold Dracos
Halle Bailey, fuck around, give a boy a halo
I was more Basquiat, couldn't do the same old
Shit as everybody, though they tried to make me change, though
I'm still tryna put my mama in that Range Rove'
Stayin' ten toes 'cause I know how the game go
[Chorus]
Huh, ayy
I gots to get paid
No church in the wild if we tryna get saved (Saved)
Yeah, huh, ayy
I gots to get paid
Got family to feed, ain't no time to be afraid, say
Written by: Albert Brown III, Kyle West, Patrick Douthit, Reuben Vincent
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