Lyrics Turn Up - Ace Hood

They told me "Where you getting money? Boy them niggas hate"
Taught to trust nobody other than my .38
Fuck a nigga, petty weight
It's just me and all this money I'll be okay
Hustle hard, each and every day
Thinking of a master plan, accumulating cake
Very rapid pace, motherfucker bang
IRS be watching, stash it in the safe
Never trust a nigga, even in his face
Catch him stealing from me, that's another case
Prices on your head, show up to your weight
Cold blooded killer, one more to the face
Don't nobody side, fuck who got away
Happy Meal clips, have a nice day
Money is the motive, nothing mediocre
Keep that pussy popping, like a canned soda
Let her ride the dick, come and be my chauffeur
Heavy money piles, I need a bulldozer
So keep away the hate, I can't stand the odor
I'm just getting started, Indy try and told them

They told me "Were you getting money? Boy them niggas hate"
Me and Ballgreezy get this shit by any way
Real niggas, fuck with us
We'll be bucking in this bitch until they come get us
Turn up
Turn up
Turn up
Turn up
Turn up
Turn up
I wish a nigga would
Turn up
Turn up
Turn up
Turn up
Turn up
Turn up
The whole hood want him