Got to Get It

[Hook] Gotta get it... [x3] I gotta get it Girl you gotta grind I'mma put it down, gotta get mine But you gotta get it, girl you gotta grind I'mma put it down, gotta get mine Gotta get mine, gotta, gotta get mine I'mma put it down, gotta get mine Gotta, gotta get mine, gotta, gotta get mine I'mma put it down, I gotta get mine [Verse 1] I'm on the road to success, I strive to be the best I never settle for less, if I'm broke I can't rest A hustler in the flesh, and I'm smokin on the best Cause I deal with lots of stress, out here in this paper quest I'm makin progress, so I'm blessed, oh yes And I'mma get it to my last dying breath, then its in peace I rest I'm working with that bread like a chef when he cook Now I'm back to flippin paper like I'm reading a book Staying real with your partners that's a real good look But when your cash stash low all your boys get shook I been searching for that paper like its Natalie Holloway 8 days a week, plus I grind on holidays There ain't no excuse for these boys to be broke I know some hustlers in wheelchairs, we get it til we croak From south pole, to south postal, I gotta stack them C notes So listen up close Say I gotta get it [Hook] [Verse 2] I gotta get them dollar signs, all of every kind Partner, I need mine; even them nickels and them dimes I'm out on the grind, stingin every lick I find Go & get it myself, there ain't no time to try and stand in line I never fall behind, and yeah I'm full of that purple slime But I ain't dead yet, I'm just fine I'm still in my prime, so I pack at least a nine Cause haters trying to block my shine like mini blinds (I gotta get it) Long as opportunity knock, I'mma get that guap And give it all that I got until my coffin drop The sun rise, I'm the first hustler on the block And when the sun set, I'm still out here on the clock I'm trying to hustle for them tickets, like a traffic cop I gotta hustle and get it partner, I never stop I take that paper real serious, like Dwight shoot Stacking up loot all around the 16 route [Hook] [Verse 3] I know the world in a recession, but I'm still progressin Take heed to my confession, never fall to oppression I learn from life's lesson, if you keep on pressin You'll eventually end up on top like salad dressin I'm never second guessin, I abide by faith And however long the race, gotta maintain pace When the haters fall to waste and my God grant grace No matter what odds I face, I'mma be in first place They hustlin in haste to feed expensive taste But me, I gotta grind out there on that paper chase They turn they back on clements, but I'm still gon ride Too many fish up in the water trying to float with the tide No matter how high the gas price, I'm still gon drive Quite crying and complaining, partner, swallow your pride While you blaming everybody for your same bad luck I'mma be on the come up, sun-down to sun-up I gotta get it [Hook]