Waka Flocka Flame - Get Money lyrics

[Intro:] Big homie Flock BSM [Verse 1: Waka Flocka] Automatics and dice games We was gettin' money till the Feds came Big Daddy Kane on my clothes and you could still smell raw c**aine Would my family have survived without c**aine? We thank God when that blow came Walkin' through the rain without a coat Livin' with a (?) prove, hope that we all make it out to get (?) Leonardo how I paint these pictures My n***as so relentless, vicious Eat your food, do your dishes Now all your family's left with is memories and pictures f** n***as, f** b**hes f** n***as, f** b**hes Get money, stack money I wish they act wrong, even act funny I got b**hes that'll die, k**ers that'll clap for me [Hook: Kobe] I know you're mad when I get grindin' I know you hate it, it's all good We out here gettin' all this paper I know you mad, you wish you could Get money, get money, get money [Verse 2: Waka Flocka] Please don't get it confused, this is rap money Mixed with a little street money I'm talkin' 'bout them long drives, don't sleep money b**hes walking on the blade, that dirty deep money I was told don't talk, just look Family on the streets, I was raised by the crooks Certified street, never raised by the book Street educated, I can tell that you shook, rapper Every good girl love a hood n***a Real recognize real, you ain't a real n***a I'm takin' over companies, signing deals If you wanna build, make a mil, never skip a meal Keep your lips sealed n***a f** n***as, Tommy Hillfigure You take care your family, keep it real I f** with ya Boy, there's levels to this sh** I set fire to that a** like the Devil in this b**h Squad! [Hook: Kobe]