Get up, get up, get the money right Fed up, fed up, no, I can't escape the lies
Get your bread up, bread up, I just hope you know I tried Mama, I'm gon' be alright, I'll be fine till the day I die
Wake up, go get it, I'm focused, I'm stickin', I'm posted Up all night tryna get that money
It's freaky b, it's Mr. Turn that ass around It's freaky b, I'm tryna see it pink or brown
And you know me, I stay outside tryna get that money, babe These niggas be down, I keep my fire tryna stand on some, babe
Wake up, go get it, I'm focused, I'm stickin', I'm posted Up all night tryna get that money, babe
Get up, get up, get the money right Fed up, fed up, no, I can't escape the lies Get your bread up, bread up, I just hope you know I tried Mama, I'm gon' be alright, I'll be fine till the day I die
I wake up, get baked up, then I get to the paper Bout my labor, smokin' Jojo Fraser Done with favors, bitch, I'm paintin', I'm a painter Born a banger, no, I ain't Tucker Schafer
Chain a glacier, baby, I'm a f*ckin' racer Hate complainers, yeah, I packed a f*ckin' weed up by the freighter Go ahead and get jealous, a f*ckin' hater
Talk about risks if you're not the one takin' em Talk about bills if you're not the one payin' em I dropped a couple of songs and you hatin' em You dropped the ball and it all ain't flamin' em
I just don't agree with what you're tellin' me, n***a Bitch bought the money, not correctin' me I'm a f*ckin' Chico, no anomaly I do not care if you follow me Don't get some bucks if you're not or you're fond of me
Get up, get up, get team money right Fed up, fed up, no, I can't escape the lies Get your bread up, bread up, I just hope you know I tried Mama, I'm gon' be alright, I been fightin' till the day I die
Get up, get up, get team money right Fed up, fed up, no, I can't escape the lies Get your bread up, bread up, I just hope you know I tried Mama, I'm gon' be alright, I been fightin' till the day I die
Get up, get up, get team money right Fed up, fed up, no, I can't escape the lies
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Get up, get up, get the money right Fed up, fed up, no, I can't escape the lies
Get your bread up, bread up, I just hope you know I tried Mama, I'm gon' be alright, I'll be fine till the day I die
Wake up, go get it, I'm focused, I'm stickin', I'm posted Up all night tryna get that money
It's freaky b, it's Mr. Turn that ass around It's freaky b, I'm tryna see it pink or brown
And you know me, I stay outside tryna get that money, babe These niggas be down, I keep my fire tryna stand on some, babe
Wake up, go get it, I'm focused, I'm stickin', I'm posted Up all night tryna get that money, babe
Get up, get up, get the money right Fed up, fed up, no, I can't escape the lies Get your bread up, bread up, I just hope you know I tried Mama, I'm gon' be alright, I'll be fine till the day I die
I wake up, get baked up, then I get to the paper Bout my labor, smokin' Jojo Fraser Done with favors, bitch, I'm paintin', I'm a painter Born a banger, no, I ain't Tucker Schafer
Chain a glacier, baby, I'm a f*ckin' racer Hate complainers, yeah, I packed a f*ckin' weed up by the freighter Go ahead and get jealous, a f*ckin' hater
Talk about risks if you're not the one takin' em Talk about bills if you're not the one payin' em I dropped a couple of songs and you hatin' em You dropped the ball and it all ain't flamin' em
I just don't agree with what you're tellin' me, n***a Bitch bought the money, not correctin' me I'm a f*ckin' Chico, no anomaly I do not care if you follow me Don't get some bucks if you're not or you're fond of me
Get up, get up, get team money right Fed up, fed up, no, I can't escape the lies Get your bread up, bread up, I just hope you know I tried Mama, I'm gon' be alright, I been fightin' till the day I die
Get up, get up, get team money right Fed up, fed up, no, I can't escape the lies Get your bread up, bread up, I just hope you know I tried Mama, I'm gon' be alright, I been fightin' till the day I die
Get up, get up, get team money right Fed up, fed up, no, I can't escape the lies
Get your bread up, bread up, I just hope you know I tried Mama, I'm gon' be alright, I'll be fine till the day I die
Wake up, go get it, I'm focused, I'm stickin', I'm posted Up all night tryna get that money
It's freaky b, it's Mr. Turn that ass around It's freaky b, I'm tryna see it pink or brown
And you know me, I stay outside tryna get that money, babe These niggas be down, I keep my fire tryna stand on some, babe
Wake up, go get it, I'm focused, I'm stickin', I'm posted Up all night tryna get that money, babe
Get up, get up, get the money right Fed up, fed up, no, I can't escape the lies Get your bread up, bread up, I just hope you know I tried Mama, I'm gon' be alright, I'll be fine till the day I die
I wake up, get baked up, then I get to the paper Bout my labor, smokin' Jojo Fraser Done with favors, bitch, I'm paintin', I'm a painter Born a banger, no, I ain't Tucker Schafer
Chain a glacier, baby, I'm a f*ckin' racer Hate complainers, yeah, I packed a f*ckin' weed up by the freighter Go ahead and get jealous, a f*ckin' hater
Talk about risks if you're not the one takin' em Talk about bills if you're not the one payin' em I dropped a couple of songs and you hatin' em You dropped the ball and it all ain't flamin' em
I just don't agree with what you're tellin' me, n***a Bitch bought the money, not correctin' me I'm a f*ckin' Chico, no anomaly I do not care if you follow me Don't get some bucks if you're not or you're fond of me
Get up, get up, get team money right Fed up, fed up, no, I can't escape the lies Get your bread up, bread up, I just hope you know I tried Mama, I'm gon' be alright, I been fightin' till the day I die
Get up, get up, get team money right Fed up, fed up, no, I can't escape the lies Get your bread up, bread up, I just hope you know I tried Mama, I'm gon' be alright, I been fightin' till the day I die
Get up, get up, get team money right Fed up, fed up, no, I can't escape the lies
Writer: Kazdin Banks
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