MPC Cartel - Go Get Money lyrics

[Hook] Slept with the roaches in the slum Slept by the crumbs You can tell that I'm hungry My struggling turned into hustling Young n***a, go get money I know how it feels to have nothing My stomach used to be grumbling I'm breaking my ankles chasing paper And I'm still running Young n***a, go get money Young n***a, go get money Young n***a, go get money Young n***a, go get money Young n***a, go get money Young n***a, go get money [Verse 1] Do it in a minute for the young n***a Young n***a, go get money Breaking my ankles, I'm chasing the paper And I'm still running Marathon with the roadrunning All over the world like I'm Pablo Columbus Came a long way from juuging things Now I make plays in different countries Young n***a, go get money Twelve coming, I ain't see nothing Play with the keys, I got horny Young n***a feeling like Stevie Wonder Hop out my stove and y'all pregnant I'm seeing babies all in the hoods and I'm the bird man that came from nothing I'm a young thug [Hook] Slept with the roaches in the slum Slept by the crumbs You can tell that I'm hungry My struggling turned into hustling Young n***a, go get money I know how it feels to have nothing My stomach used to be grumbling I'm breaking my ankles chasing paper And I'm still running Young n***a, go get money Young n***a, go get money Young n***a, go get money Young n***a, go get money Young n***a, go get money Young n***a, go get money [Verse 2] You can get money in one way or another I got two ways or a hundred Keep your head up, you just look for a plug To fall out the sky like a comet The people out here want to vomit Young n***as sick to they stomach Pull up, this will cost a hundred Clean up the money, coin laundry I'm just a product of my environment Seem like the streets is the only one hiring Men in black, see the A with the K They say I'm a menace to society Used to have to wear hand me downs to school I don't wanna go to pep rallies R.I.P. Baby G You just serve at the store and hide dope in the alley [Hook] Slept with the roaches in the slum Slept by the crumbs You can tell that I'm hungry My struggling turned into hustling Young n***a, go get money I know how it feels to have nothing My stomach used to be grumbling I'm breaking my ankles chasing paper And I'm still running Young n***a, go get money Young n***a, go get money Young n***a, go get money Young n***a, go get money Young n***a, go get money Young n***a, go get money