I’m Getting Money Lyrics – Bright Campa
Singer: Bright Campa
Title: I’m Getting Money
Get money n#gg#
Yeah – aw yeah
Dedicate this one to all the hustlers
That get up every motherf#ckin’ mornin’ and put they work in
I see you – I see you boy
I’m up before sunrise first to hit the block
Lil’ bad m#th*rf#ck*r with a pocket full of rocks
Learned to throw them thangs, get my skinny lil’ #ss kicked
n#gg#s laughed, ’til the first m#th*rf#ck*r got blas-ted
I put the n#gg# in his casket
And now they coverin’ the b#stard in plastic
I smoke blunts on the regular f#ck when it counts
Tryin’ to make a million dollars out a quarter ounce
Gettin’ ghost on the five-o, f#ck them hoes
Got a forty-five screamin’ out surviv-al
Hey n#gg# can I lay low, cook some ya-yo
Holla “five-o” when I say so
Don’t wanna go to the pen’, I’m hittin’ fences
NARC’s on a n#gg# back missin’ me by inches
And they say how do you survive, weighin’ one-fifty-five
In the city where the little n#gg#s die
Tell mama don’t cry, cause even if they kill me
They can never take the life of a real G
I’m getting money
I’m getting money (money, money)
I’m getting money
I’m getting money (money)
Watch out all this, n#gg#
Still on parole and I’m the first n#gg# servin’
Pour some liquor on the curb, for my homies that deserve it
If I wanna make a million, gotta stay dealin’
Kinda boomin’ round the way, think today I make a killin’
Dressin’ down like I’m dirty, but only on the block
Just a clever disguise, to keep me runnin’ from the cops
I’m getting high, think I’ll die if I don’t get no ends
I’m in a bucket, but I’m ridin’ it like it’s a Benz
I hit the strip, I let my music buck
Drinkin’ liquor, and I’m lookin’ for a b#tch to f#ck
Rather die makin’ money, then live poor and legal
As I slang another ounce, I wish it was a kilo
I need money in a major way
Time to f#ck my girl, she’s getting paid today, ha hah ha
I live Thug Life and let the money come to me
‘Cause they can never take the game from a young G
I’m getting money (yeah)
I’m getting money (money)
Get money (money)
I’m getting money
Damned if I don’t, and damned if a n#gg# do
Now watch a young m#th*rf#ck*r pull the trigger too
RAISE UP, and don’t let them see ya cry
Dry your eyes, young n#gg# time for do or die
I pack a pistol in my pocket, ready on my Glock
Ain’t no time for a n#gg# to even c#ck sh#t
I done seen a m#th*rf#ck*r peep pain
At point blank range cause he slept on the game
Ain’t a damn thing changed, they shakin’ the dice
Now roll ’em if you can’t stand pain better hold ’em
Cause ain’t no tellin’ what ya might roll
You might fold catch AIDS from a slight cold
You better live ya life to the fullest
Be quick to kill a bull got a pistol m#th*rf#ck*r better pull it
And even if they kill me
They can never take the life of a young G
I’m getting money
I’m getting money
I’m getting money (money)
I’m getting money
Get money (money)
Get paid n#gg#
For my n#gg#s in the hood, that’s right boy
Talk your sh#t n#gg#
Get paid, get money
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