It's one in the same as muscle

You're a great hustler

Ya dig

And you gotta keep it playa all the time

Man

You ain't even gotta keep it g

You got too many gangsters on your team with you

Cyhi

What's crazy

Is real live spots

It don't be no d**e on sundays

Or thots

Because that's when them folks sliding through

Them they main days

Tuesdays

Thursdays and sundays

So you either pick yo days or pick yo battles right

Cuz

S**t

N***a look up and be lost

People straight just moving and smuggling

All you gotta do is make sure that s**t hit that safe

And you gon have a bank roll to put in

Get your money and get out the game

Get your money and get out the game

Get your money and get out the game

Get your money

I'm from the home of the georgia peach

We had to call meech if you wanted to order keys

Our blow was from miami

Whew

Enjoy the florida breeze

Got a zo' pound and broke it down to all quarter p's

Don't run off with the pack

My n***a

We used to torture thieves

Immigrant killers

Huh

I think they portuguese

And y'all lookin' like some sittin' ducks just a porch of geese

At 17

I was on the run with a fugitive

All he gave me was game and I kept it like it a souvenir

I swear I seen them things come

Whiter than some new veneers

I was supposed to be in school

I think it's like my junior year

Cadillac coupe deville

He said

Remember three rules

First you 'gon need a tool and if you pull it

Shoot to kill

Never s**t where you lay

Don't bring that work to the crib

Clique full of killers

That means you got a weak crew

You need some corporate gangsters

Just can't have a bunch of street dudes

Never gang bang but I can call 'em if I need to

My homies was crippin' so hard

All they eat is seafood

Had a manager named bellow

He used to teach me kung fu

It was ironic 'cause I had to call him shifu

Boy I'm d**e

You should put the lighter on the teaspoon

All I know is d**g lords

Kingpins

Street cats

Funny I'm all of them n***as rehab

F**k around and relapse when I hear this beat slap

Just on brockett road alone

I was servin' like three traps

I was deep in the game

I'm talkin' to my knee caps

If a cutie was a mile

I just served a n***a three laps

I be nervous when I rap cause I be thinking the beat tap pin'

You and your dogs is all bark

I'm talkin' tree sap

Dig this

Man sharpen man like steel sharpens steel

Understand me

Check this out cuz

Every n***a think he the slickest thing moving

'Til he gets washed in the game

Get your money and get out the game

Get money

Get your money and get out the game

Get your money and get out the game

Get money

Get your money

Dollar

Dollar bill

Yeah

Godfathers

Top shotters

Block robbers

Outsiders

Box riders

God got us

Dodge chargers

Mob daughters

Trap houses

Fly swatters

Dough stoppers

Got choppers

Know mobsters who love murder

Like soccer

Light talker

Put in work

Night walker

Might off ya

Good shooter

Knife propper

Dice dropper

Street ties

White collar

I done seen it all

I was taught by the mob

When you stop behind the car

Give yourself another car length

Can't let 'em box you in

That's how they did pac them

Only trust your friends as far as you can toss them

And you ain't a boss if you ain't ever took a loss

Pimp

When you in the club leave your pistol on the car rim

My og's done retired

That's why the police never caught them

So get your money and get out

That's the lost gem

See this s**t ain't got no love for nobody

You n***as think you poppin' right now

You better have a back up plan

Put these fools up on this

Cyhi

There's only three ways out this s**t

Dead

Jail or get your legal hustle on

I'm talkin' car washes

Barbershops

Real estate

App stores

Gyms

Juice

Clubs

Rim shops

Studios

Understand me

Get your money and get out the game

Get money

Get your money and get out the game

Get your money and get out the game

Get money

Get your money

Dollar

Dollar bill