Lyrics South Sac Get The Money - Jr & Ph7, Chuuwee

South Sac Get The Money

I was just n front of my mommas crib Talkin bout how I’ma live
Love Economics but im sick of all these politics
Screaming fuck the world way before that man Obama did it
He president i’m El Presidente for this baller shit
On some alcoholic shit, smoking drinking every holiday
I front like shit is gravy everyday’s a holiday
Watching niggas pull up at the gas station
Fast paced balling like hardaway while i been walkin all day
Trying to get my money up fast i need all the pay
I’m finna be up in these hallways in broad day on broadway
Out all day im always trying to find all ways
Im trying to get all the pay hustle the hard way
On gods day and all throughout the weekend
GRIND HARD You know if you do enough work, they say hard pays
Crime don’t?
BULLSHIT But if you do some fool shit
You’ll get that rude awakening get caught up doing time hard
Chorus x2: GET MONEY That exactly what we trying to do
GET MONEY Thats the reason they be packing tools
GET MONEY That the reason they come after you
GET MONEY Thats the reason niggas act a fool
Verse 2: I ain’t never seen so much dope in one spot
I ain’t never heard no guns pop at one time
You ain’t never seen no trap house a dope spot
Where there’s human shit on the walls and hella coke rock
You ain’t never been out to the deepest part of hell
Suggest you out of towners stay the fuck up out of there
Yea its going down somewhere downtown with the feds
In Alkali Flats bullets coming at my head
Heading south bound, i’m from southeast Gerber
I almost was from Meadowview my big homie got blurpped
Back at Powder Inn slangin on Mctavish on the curb
Doing kickflips that’s before i started blowing herb
I was Rutter Park coming down Loucreta with a bird
She graduated Florin but she love my every word
I’m a real nigga far from your average type of nerd
I’ll school you on yo phone but i’ll rob it from you first i gotta get money
DJ SCRACTCHES
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