Lyrics Get The Money - Dave East , Trouble

It's all about what you doin', my nigga
Get to it, sit back, don't get to it
And you gon' watch niggas get famous in front of you, nigga
Watch niggas get rich right in front of you
If you don't want it, watch
You gon' end up workin' for a nigga
You could've been hirin', word, uh

Fresh up out them state greens (Fresh out)
Hoppin' out that van like the A-Team (Skrrt)
Never thought that we would make cream (Never)
Being millionaires was a daydream (Dream)
I been that nigga since I was eighteen (Way back)
Khaki Dickies with no creases, nigga stayed clean (Clean)
Al Green and James Brown what my mother played
Blow your brains in front the witness, fuck what they seen
Greyhound buses to Baltimore (I'm out)
Play a boat for the coke, the plug was all aboard
Dead broke in the projects, my niggas all was bored (Bored)
A million dollars in cash, nigga, my daughter saw it (I swear)
Earned stripes before Adidas 'fits (Way before)
I really need money, I never need a bitch (Never)
You jumped on my dick the same minute that you seen it's lit
Sneak diss on Instagram,
But see me and you need a pic (Sucker-ass nigga)

Stunt on every nigga who fronted
We went from robbin' in lemons to doin' a hundred in foreigns
Harlem get the money
Queens get the money, hey
Drop the top up off of the coupe, drum hold a hundred (Skrrt)
I like my bitches from the 'jects, she wearin' a bonnet (Yeah), yeah
Harlem get the money, yeah, yeah
Hill get the money, hey

Fuck that lil' paper, I'm chasing hundreds, yeah (Benjis)
You changing up the cars every summer, yeah (Every summer)
Remember washing my mama dishes with Comet, yeah (I remember)
I could give a fuck about a comment
I like my bitch from the projects,
She rock her bonnet, yeah (Projects)
Top floor of the condo rocking designer gear (Top floor)
I thought I was ready, but I was not prepared
Me and Chetty tryna get fetty, I'm rocking Rocawear (On God)
I been ill, I got a sickness that got my doctor scared
Niggas like to slide through the hood, but ain't no stopping there
Them hollows hit your chest, shit'll stop your air
Diamonds from the district,
Come kick it, we playin' soccer here (Yeah)
Teeth straight and I don't rock veneers (I don't rock 'em)
Ready to die like Big Poppa near
They feel my confidence, they not prepared
I had a plan to take some Percocets from
New York to Carolina and I got 'em there

Ayy, I got bitches in California (Swear to God)
Reminiscing on them nights and days I
Was hungry, no frontin' (No frontin', nigga)
Harlem get the money (Harlem get the money)
Queens get the money, ayy (Queens get the money)
Drop the top on them niggas, they know how we coming (They know)
Don't want no problems,
'Bout dollars, we push a button, we cuttin' (Ayy)
Harlem get the money (Harlem get the money)
If you alive, go get your money (Go get your money, my nigga), ayy

Stunt on every nigga who fronted
We went from robbin' in lemons to doin' a hundred in foreigns
Harlem get the money
Queens get the money, hey
Drop the top up off of the coupe, drum hold a hundred (Skrrt)
I like my bitches from the 'jects, she wearin' a bonnet (Yeah), yeah
Harlem get the money, yeah, yeah
Hill get the money, hey (Go get it)

All my niggas, get the money
All of my niggas, go get the money
My niggas, go get the money
Go get the money
Go get the money
Go get the money
All of my niggas, go get the money