Lyrics Get It Back - Gist The Essence

I just blew the money for the rent
On some fly shit, nigga I forget
Hustle down, got to get it back
Hustle down, got to get it back

Went to school with your connect
College ain't go how we expect
Diamonds are my baby's best friend
Still be hearing shit, it never ends
So you think I even heard what you said
I'm more concerned with words that you read
King Author, man just think farther
They fuck with the shit, bitches say they lovin' the shit
On some other shit, making a couple hundred
But I don't want to lose the feeling on the way
See I got another ceiling I'm a break
That Dawn drop top ceiling on the Wraith
Without a Roc, got Amilion to make
I just dropped a milli' in the bank
These bills still smelling like ink
Couple criminals on the payroll
'Cause I said "yo Ricky bring the yayo"

I just blew the money for the rent
On some fly shit, nigga I forget
Hustle down, got to get it back
Hustle down, got to get it back

My niggas getting busy to the yicken though
Flipping the shit in ways that we didn't know
Giving it to the fam, help the paper grow
Can't appreciate it, you a hater bro (you a hater bro)
You know what it is, now get your mutha fucking hands up
Snap back nigga, tryna get my bands up
You should mind your business until you have one
I'm taking all that's mine nigga and some
They like daddy where you getting all this cash from
I done learned me some shit and pulled a fast one
And I'm nothing like you mutha fucking rappers
Ain't first, but we last son
Now a few milli' in the bank
Swear it's off of shit that I think
Now they businessmen on the payroll
That still know the ticket on the yayo

I just blew the money for the rent
On some fly shit, nigga I forget
Hustle down, got to get it back
Hustle down, got to get it back