Nipsey Hussle - Get Away lyrics

[Intro] Yeah, why would I stop? When you get money like this, you gotta ask yourself that question They say the greatest threat to your future success Is your current success, that's why I go hard [Verse 1: Nipsey Hu$$le] Ah, look, 7 series black Benz, gun metal mac 10 Yellow bone trophy, she gonna blow me as I back in Marijuana smoking black Versace shade gla** tint Cover up my blood shot eyes like an aspirin n***a, balling that's your past tense I'm the present and the future of this rap sh** Don't act like you can't hear it, you should fear it k** me can't mute my spirit When the feature cut the check n***a you can't clear it Undisputed on the west, if not who can't hear it Get anywhere respect, a young dude won't hear it It's 20k in some states just for ? Look, you start getting rap money, they say you act funny But I remember how I thought when I was that hungry You let them take your sack from you, you'll be back bummy So n***as be ready to k**, for in them dudes take all racks from them Same mind, stay different grind rate The desperation tear fall, cause the price changed Make a hundred thousand dollars off a liquor, you cam make 10 million of a hit n***a not to mention, all the glamour and the glimpse Sold your soul for the fame hey, ain't that a b**h? Ah, and when I pull up they say ain't that the 6? You talk money but I ain't that convinced [Hook] I'm getting paid, sometimes I wanna get away Cause these days n***as fake I'm on my grind, I think therefore I ain't doing time That's why I'm solo when I ride I'm getting paid, sometimes I wanna get away Cause these days n***as fake Wake up on my money with no emotions on my face Keep a choppa at the house and a 40 at my waist [Verse 2: Ken Malik] My strive, that's all a n***a got I'm the last one leader, first one to bleed the block Now that grind mode can't stop, won't stop I'm just tryina turn that 1997 to a yacht And put my son in the spot So he ain't never gotta worry bout the sh** that he ain't got Just watch how I put my n***as in position Without a handout given, we was out here fly living Ah, I'm innocent until the jury pleads Guilty, your b**h ? jury bleeds Bro what? You n***as ain't no kin to me A bunch of n***as suffering from ? Hopeless a** rap b**hes in it for the cheese Can't get comfortable, I'm working on that enemy The hustle there my n***a, though you're lacking energy Area 16 will bring you closer to Ken Malik [Hook]