作词 : David Brewster/Abraham Orellana/Rafael X. Brown/Mariel Semonte Orr
作曲 : David Brewster/Abraham Orellana/Rafael X. Brown/Mariel Semonte Orr
It's all about what you doin' my nigga
Get to it sit back don't get to it
And you gon' watch nigga s get famous in front of you nigga
Watch nigga s get rich right in front of you
If you don't want it watch
You gon' end up workin' for a nigga
You could've been hirin' word uh
Fresh up out them state greens
Fresh out
Hoppin' out that van like the A-Team
Skrrt
Never thought that we would make cream
Never
Being millionaires was a daydream
Dream
I been that nigga since I was eighteen
Way back
Khaki dickies with no creases nigga stayed clean
Clean
Al Green and James Brown what my mother played
Blow your brains in front the witness **** what they seen
Greyhound buses to Baltimore
I'm out
Play a boat for the coke the plug was all aboard
Dead broke in the projects my nigga s all was bored
Bored
A million dollars in cash nigga my daughter saw it
I swear
Earned stripes before Adidas 'fits
Way before
I really need money I never need a bitch
Never
You jumped on my dick the same minute that you seen it's lit
Sneak diss on Instagram but see me and you need a pic
Sucker-a*s nigga
Stunt on every nigga who fronted
We went from robbin' in lemons to doin' a hundred in foreigns
Harlem get the money
Queens get the money hey
Drop the top up off of the coupe drum hold a hundred
Skrrt
I like my bitches from the 'jects she wearin' a bonnet
Yeah
Yeah
Harlem get the money yeah yeah
Hill get the money hey
**** that lil' paper I'm chasing hundreds yeah
Benjis
You changing up the cars every summer yeah
Every summer
Remember washing my mama dishes with Comet yeah
I remember
I could give a **** about a comment
I like my bitch from the projects she rock her bonnet yeah
Projects
Top floor of the condo rocking designer gear
Top floor
I thought I was ready but I was not prepared
Me and Chetty tryna get fetty I'm rocking Rocawear
On God
I been ill I got a sickness that got my doctor scared
niggas like to slide through the hood but ain't no stopping there
Them hollows hit your chest shit 'll stop your air
Diamonds from the district come kick it we playin' soccer here
Yeah
Teeth straight and I don't rock veneers
I don't rock 'em
Ready to die like Big Poppa near
They feel my confidence they not prepared
I had a plan to take some Percocets from New York to Carolina and I got 'em there
Ayy I got bitches in California
Swear to God
Reminiscing on them nights and days I was hungry no frontin'
No frontin' nigga
Harlem get the money
Harlem get the money
Queens get the money ayy
Queens get the money
Drop the top on them nigga s they know how we coming
They know
Don't want no problems 'bout dollars we push a button we cuttin'
Ayy
Harlem get the money
Harlem get the money
If you alive go get your money
Go get your money my nigga
Ayy
Stunt on every nigga who fronted
We went from robbin' in lemons to doin' a hundred in foreigns
Harlem get the money
Queens get the money hey
Drop the top up off of the coupe drum hold a hundred
Skrrt
I like my bitches from the 'jects she wearin' a bonnet
Yeah
Yeah
Harlem get the money yeah yeah
Hill get the money hey
Go get it
All my nigga s get the money
All of my nigga s go get the money
My nigga s go get the money
Go get the money
Go get the money
Go get the money
All of my nigga s go get the money