Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Gettin Money, artist - Meek Mill. Album song Cream, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 09.07.2015
Record label: Velocity
Song language: English
Gettin Money |
I still wake up go and get it, youngin on a mission |
Cuz when niggas was eating they left me to do the dishes |
But I’m different, I still put ‘em on just to show ‘em right |
I used to be the dark child but now I glow at night |
I keep a Omelly by my side because we both alike |
Try and keep that nigga out the field cuz he be throwin' white |
Dishin' d, tryna get rich as me |
I’m worth a couple million man that shit was meant to be |
20 gold chains on, shit I think I’m Mr. T |
If I could live my life again I wouldn’t do it differently |
Prolly bring my father back, just so he could witness me |
Back up in my zone I swear my haters is history |
Bitches say they missin' me, I never fall for it |
Cuz they just miss the money, they know I go hard for it |
And if my niggas need it, I tell ‘em come for it |
Cuz when it comes to me, they shootin' like a small forward, swish |
My life is realer than I can explain |
Shootin' out with killers and choppin' em things |
Tryna make a killin from rockin the cake |
from the feds and niggas that dropping them names |
They locked me in chains, niggas took shots with my frame |
In Killadelphia were bodies be dropping like rain |
Where bodies be dropping like rain |
In Killadelphia were bodies be dropping like rain |
I say that meek shall inherit the earth |
So I’ma own this bitch until I’m buried in dirt |
I only roll with nigga that’ll carry me to my hearse |
Blesses for my grandma, she carried me to that church |
And I don’t know why, I just feel like I’m the one |
They label me a victim but now look what I become |
Or should I say became, I don’t do it for the fame |
I’m from where they never make it but I went against the grain |
Charges riding against my name, assasination to my character |
Life’s a bitch, she cheated on me but I married her |
Niggas getting murdered, this shit is getting scarier |
Dodging all the pot holes, jumping all the barriers |
And if she a bitch, I feel like I just got in that pussy |
Shorty wanna be a star, that’s why she popping that pussy |
She trying to win so she hang amongst winners |
That’s why I take the time just to pray at mom’s dinner |
Cause I remember, cold nights not the winter |
Not the weather, I’m talk about within us |
Cause for that money, sins they get committed |
And friends they get to splittin', divided just like division |
So eryday that I wake up, my undivided attention |
It goes to getting that cake up and staying out of the prisons |
The system made me stronger |
And being broke just gave me my hunger |
I’m gone! |