King Trill - Get This Money lyrics

[Hook 1: King Trill] We gone get this money All I stack is hundreds I floss I can show you how to live like a boss And we gone get this money Keep a bad b**h just to toss You know the slab candy paint lip gloss And we gone get this money Even in the dark I shine Weather rain, hail, or snow I grind And we gone get this money All I speak is truth in my lines I'm the realist in the booth when I rhyme We gone get this money It's King Trill Mr. f** a Major Deal Still keeping it trill while spitting knowledge to the real Still chasing a mill I got to get it how I live New whip chrome wheels just bought a house on the hills Moved out the hood but still kick it with the OG's Still f** with the hood-rats penetrate them like door keys I'm well known so i got to stay low-key Keep the steel for them jack boys still dodging the police A little advice for you if you don't really know me I eat rappers alive Trust me you don't want no beef Go ahead and diss me I swear it won't be no peace One verse will end your career leave you beside your dead homies Yeah I'm elevated now So tell the s**ers they ain't got to wait to see if I make it they can Hate me now My money good got bad b**hes trying to break me now Feds plotting on me everybody trying to take me out [Hook 2: King Trill] [Verse 2: King Trill] I came up from the bottom only one way to go Made it up to the top only way that I know Remember when all I wanted was j**elry and nice clothes To hit the road and f** a couple of hoes after my shows Now I'm trying to stack enough to buy a condo Vacation home in Brazil or move to Puerto Rico These s**ers out here hating trying to hit me with that Rico Danny Glover on the mic yeah my flow is that lethal Still do this for people representing from the projects to the prison walls Cause I got homies that risked their lives just to see me ball No pain no glory Been through hell my whole life couldn't pay me to change the story The moral of the story success comes with hard work And I'm gone give it my all until I'm in the dirt This sh** bout pa**ing down wealth If you ain't out here trying to get it might as well k** yourself [Hook 3: King Trill] [Verse 3: King Trill] I'm allergic to the struggle grew up watching my mom suffer Made it my obligation to turn my life into a hustle If you ain't out here getting money I don't trust you Keep protection at all times because the system is trying to f** you Started off in the drug game now we building food chains The rap games a step to get to the top of food chains And don't believe that sh** that they teaching you in school mane All money is dirty you better off picking up loose change Catch me stunting through your hood like Bruce Wayne No sidekick just a bad chick like Lois Lane I would't advise you to come at me if your flow is lame The hottest and I know it mane you do this just for the fame It's deeper than rap that's the reason why I grind like I'm deep in them Traps Got a military mind that's why I keep me a strap Cause anybody can fall off I ain't trying to relapse You see this game is trap [Hook 4: King Trill] 2x