Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song GED (Gettin Every Dolla) , by - Lute. Release date: 03.10.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
GED (Gettin Every Dolla) |
| Yeah, yeah |
| Just got in the- |
| Just got in the habit of switching the flow |
| Just trying to travel the globe |
| Tired of being underlooked in this bitch |
| Tired of hearing «I can’t wait till you blow» |
| Had to step out of my shell for a bit |
| Cuzzo told me put my foot on they throat |
| Had to let go of some niggas last year |
| Wish they’d let my nigga out on parole |
| Niggas used to bump The Warm Up by Cole |
| My nigga used to warm the house with the stove |
| Shit, if he made it out of this bitch, ain’t no telling where my talent can go |
| Skinny nigga from the 4, used to battle rap niggas for bread when I’m bored |
| Fuck what? |
| Your boy used to swerve in a Honda Accord to the store |
| Hit up the Midget for Newport 100's and lottery tickets |
| Now I be whipping some shit that I prayed for, all my shit paid for |
| Niggas’ll switch on you quick like what team do you play for? |
| I dead a fake nigga like case closed |
| All my life, I been ten-toes, G.E.D. |
| my initials |
| So fuck what you talking, I get every dollar |
| I don’t have a collar, if I did, I would pop it |
| Like «nigga, what’s popping?» |
| But bro, I can’t call it |
| Like look how we started, but now we here |
| Niggas throwing shade out of fear |
| 'Cause where I’m at, niggas see they self |
| Don’t be mad, bruh, just be yourself |
| 'Cause money come and go, people come and go |
| The sooner you know that, the more that you’ll see |
| Blood ain’t no thicker than water to me |
| I count every dollar till my thumbs bleed |
| She said I got Marvin Gaye vibes with the drip (drip) |
| If I don’t fuck with the vibes, Imma dip (dip) |
| Got hollow-point tips in the clip, shit |
| How many y’all club with the whip? |
| Who gives a damn what it’s worth? |
| A U-Haul don’t follow no hearse |
| I’m real 'til I exit the earth, we from where you mix the water with dirt |
| We had to make that shit work, the struggle been quenching my thirst |
| I put the tears in my verse, so I get the shit I deserve |
| We came from nothing at all, if we have a problem, we solve |
| Figure that shit out ourself, turn all my pain into wealth |
| Turn all my pain into wealth, shit |
| Now I be whipping some shit that I prayed for, all my shit paid for |
| Niggas’ll switch on you quick like what team do you play for? |
| I dead a fake nigga like case closed |
| All my life, I been ten-toes, G.E.D. |
| my initials |
| So fuck what you talking, I get every dollar |
| I don’t have a collar, if I did, I would pop it |
| Like «nigga, what’s popping?» |
| But bro, I can’t call it |
| Like look how we started, but now we here |
| Niggas throwing shade out of fear |
| Cause where I’m at, niggas see they self |
| Don’t be mad, bruh, just be yourself |