G-Scott - Mary Poppins lyrics

[Intro] 3B... It go.... Go... Westside get the money, Eastside get the money [Verse 1] Westside get the money Eastside get the money And for the love of them And in Gods we trust We broke every compandment stuntin So I, say a prayer Ask God to watch my homies Money don't make you real Busy don't make you phony Tried to outwork my struggle But still I'm up out here lonely It's my right now to stunt On all the n***as who wronged me The same n***as who hate me Got me all in they ipod Same b**hes who played me Got them all in my call log Ana told me to get em Lyles told me to k** em Biting bring cavities Ironic nobody feel em My Chi n***as gone drill em This feeling is so appealin What I prescribe elevating Your mind that's penicillin For love of love of this cash Some n***as be slanging gra** While others be blowin gla** These women be slangin a** The concept of school was cool Till n***as started to rap Then cooler it then became For n***as to wanna trap Dope! [Hook] Westside get the money Eastside get the money All around the city, Dare you take it from me? We Say Southside get the money Northside get the money All around the globe, we stay gone Mixin that Supercalifragilistic-supercalifragilistic-supercalifragilistic-expialidopesh** [Verse 2] Southside get the money Northside get the money Friends turn into foes All for the love of funding Funny these clown n***as Always claimin they it Always be number 2 Still thinkin they the sh** If it ain't bout no money I really think you should quit And quittin against my morals This money I'm finna get I focused did it all legit My n***as out hittin licks She pop a pill Throw that p**y These b**hes be doin dicks Po' up another 4 Balloon packs and a six She used to chirp on that nextel Until they got bought by sprint Hit clientel on that iphone She upgraded from a flip That hustle on top of hustle She talkin bout she gon strip Don't get lost in this life of Dolla bills, purple sprite Everything done is wrong Intentions to make it right I need a million for Every night that I done cried A sinner who trust in God I welcome you to the lie [Hook]