| I do it
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| Blood, sweat, tears
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| Ace Hood
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| I do it
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| Another day, another dollar
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| Every 24 I’m thinking money in the power
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| Bills too, money runnin' low
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| Plus my cousin lost his mind and had an overdose
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| Way too many problems
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| Got me stressed up
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| What you’re doing?
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| You’ve got seven days to move out
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| Go n' get it, go n' get it, go n' get it
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| I’m out here chasing green
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| Go n' get it, go n' get it, go n' get it
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| Get it by any means
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| Money the root of evil, guess I’m the devil then
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| Bag full of dead faces like Afghanistan
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| Honey, pay your better, custom made Beretta
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| How about that pay for cheddah? | 
| How about that Beamer leather?
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| Tell 'em get a load of this bezzle
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| Bitch face, gonna rock some pebbles
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| Don’t grind, and a nigga don’t shine
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| Fuck y’all, gotta get mine
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| Big dog, big money, you’re mine
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| Runnin' light to the sun uprise
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| Money, it never sleeps
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| Got bags up under my eyes
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| Just know I gotta get it
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| Mama very sickly
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| Plus I’m expecting twins
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| That’s just what heaven sent me
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| God fearing nigga
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| 'Cause I am in the flesh
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| Hope I don’t let my people starve
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| God bless my soul to rest
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| Another day, another dollar
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| Every 24 I’m thinking money in the power
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| Bills too, money runnin' low
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| Plus my cousin lost his mind and had an overdose
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| Way too many problems
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| Got me stressed up
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| What you’re doing?
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| You’ve got seven days to move out
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| Go n' get it, go n' get it, go n' get it
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| I’m out here chasing green
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| Go n' get it, go n' get it, go n' get it
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| Need it by any means
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| Okay, now ridin' 'round with that rocket
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| Niggas try to steal my flow, though
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| Thank you for the promo
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| We’re the best deal be that logo
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| Okay back up on to my dough shit
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| Slidin' on to 'em 2−6
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| Lights do, hard to know
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| Baby sees, thus ring
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| Nigga just know that I’m out-shield
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| Thought my night was outfield
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| Won’t shoot niggas' pussy
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| Yeah I’m talkin' pap smear
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| Don’t doubt me as my day go
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| Tryna get my mom off payroll
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| Wanna put her in that Benzo
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| Get kinda hard when the funds' low
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| I’m sick and tired of her cryin'
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| Tired of nickel and dimes
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| Look at her in her eyes
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| But I know your son gonna rot
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| 'Cause I’m a God-fearin' nigga
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| 'Cause I am in the flesh
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| Not gonna let my people starve
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| God bless my soul to rest
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| Another day, another dollar
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| Every 24 I’m thinking money in the power
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| Bills too, money runnin' low
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| Plus my cousin lost his mind and had an overdose
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| Way too many problems
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| Got me stressed up
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| What you’re doing?
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| You’ve got seven days to move out
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| Go n' get it, go n' get it, go n' get it
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| I’m out here chasing green
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| Go n' get it, go n' get it, go n' get it
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| Need it by any means |