(Yea, yea, yea
Get to the money yea yea
Get to the money
Get to the money
We get to the money
Get to the money)
Like a green light you know Ima go get it
Run that shit up and stack it to the ceiling
Green on my mind when I think bout them numbers not talm bout yo phone
When I speak on them digits
Out in the Haven AKA the trenches
901 shit, yea lil bitch I'm from Memphis
I get to the money, shoutout to Keith cause they know that we balling so hard like the grizzlies
Nothing but real niggas and some bad bitches all around me, they know that we with it
They used to hate me, now they saying that NoLove dropping heat everytime that he spitting (Yea)
Caution sign, the flow get so wet from the sauce that's drippin
Got them, blue hunnids in my pockets like my money cripping and I
Secure the bag, got it on lock, can't let em take it, no lie
Stepped on the scene, and like a seizure, they start shaking that's why
I peep shit out my third eye
I been that nigga don't try
They want me to stop cuz I been at they neck like a bow tie
MSG reckless cuz pressure the only thing we apply
98+2 the gang, them niggas been my allies
They really hating that I been on top, mane I'm up high
I been on top like the clouds, just like I live in the sky
Been on my own since I started, gone be the same when I'm finished
If wanting money's a crime, like O-Dog, mane I'm a menace
I'm so book smart cause I been bout them commas just like a sentence
Blue faces make her buss down, now I'm in ha mouth like a dentist
I'm screaming long live Lil Treze, we posed to push shit together
But since you gone, it's long live your name, I scream it whenever
Got me on my knees, talking to God, praying shit get better
And I'm gone keep pushing all the way through these stormy weathers
I gotta watch who in my circle, who I keep around me
Cuz they say they been my niggas, but they be quick to down me
They might talk to me, but I swear they don't know shit about me
And I refuse to let a bitch nigga just come and doubt me
Yea, mane, we creeping like TLC if you say it pressure
Cause I stopped giving a f*ck when they put Treze on a stretcher
After that, mane, shit's been f*ck up, mane, but it's getting better
I'm chasing the bag, no high speed, you want it, but you can't catch up
Get to the money
MSG it be the army
Ready to push the issue if a nigga try to harm me
Stack it up high, now I got all of this ice all on me
You can't hang, it's only boss niggas and real bitches only
Get to the money
MSG it be the army
Ready to push the issue if a nigga try to harm me
Stack it up high, now I got all of this ice all on me
You can't hang, it's only boss niggas and real bitches only
Get to the money
Got niggas just hating all on me
Get to the green, no green light, while they just look at us funny
Get to the money
Get to the money
We get to the money
Get to the money
We get to the money
Got niggas just hating all on me
Get to the green, no green light, while they just look at us funny
Get to the money
Get to the money
We get to the money
Get to the money
Yea, yea
NoLove Santana - Get to the Money Freestyle Lyrics
NoLove Santana - Get to the Money Freestyle Lyrics
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(Yea, yea, yea
Get to the money yea yea
Get to the money
Get to the money
We get to the money
Get to the money)
Like a green light you know Ima go get it
Run that shit up and stack it to the ceiling
Green on my mind when I think bout them numbers not talm bout yo phone
When I speak on them digits
Out in the Haven AKA the trenches
901 shit, yea lil bitch I'm from Memphis
I get to the money, shoutout to Keith cause they know that we balling so hard like the grizzlies
Nothing but real niggas and some bad bitches all around me, they know that we with it
They used to hate me, now they saying that NoLove dropping heat everytime that he spitting (Yea)
Caution sign, the flow get so wet from the sauce that's drippin
Got them, blue hunnids in my pockets like my money cripping and I
Secure the bag, got it on lock, can't let em take it, no lie
Stepped on the scene, and like a seizure, they start shaking that's why
I peep shit out my third eye
I been that nigga don't try
They want me to stop cuz I been at they neck like a bow tie
MSG reckless cuz pressure the only thing we apply
98+2 the gang, them niggas been my allies
They really hating that I been on top, mane I'm up high
I been on top like the clouds, just like I live in the sky
Been on my own since I started, gone be the same when I'm finished
If wanting money's a crime, like O-Dog, mane I'm a menace
I'm so book smart cause I been bout them commas just like a sentence
Blue faces make her buss down, now I'm in ha mouth like a dentist
I'm screaming long live Lil Treze, we posed to push shit together
But since you gone, it's long live your name, I scream it whenever
Got me on my knees, talking to God, praying shit get better
And I'm gone keep pushing all the way through these stormy weathers
I gotta watch who in my circle, who I keep around me
Cuz they say they been my niggas, but they be quick to down me
They might talk to me, but I swear they don't know shit about me
And I refuse to let a bitch nigga just come and doubt me
Yea, mane, we creeping like TLC if you say it pressure
Cause I stopped giving a f*ck when they put Treze on a stretcher
After that, mane, shit's been f*ck up, mane, but it's getting better
I'm chasing the bag, no high speed, you want it, but you can't catch up
Get to the money
MSG it be the army
Ready to push the issue if a nigga try to harm me
Stack it up high, now I got all of this ice all on me
You can't hang, it's only boss niggas and real bitches only
Get to the money
MSG it be the army
Ready to push the issue if a nigga try to harm me
Stack it up high, now I got all of this ice all on me
You can't hang, it's only boss niggas and real bitches only
Get to the money
Got niggas just hating all on me
Get to the green, no green light, while they just look at us funny
Get to the money
Get to the money
We get to the money
Get to the money
We get to the money
Got niggas just hating all on me
Get to the green, no green light, while they just look at us funny
Get to the money
Get to the money
We get to the money
Get to the money
Yea, yea
Get to the money yea yea
Get to the money
Get to the money
We get to the money
Get to the money)
Like a green light you know Ima go get it
Run that shit up and stack it to the ceiling
Green on my mind when I think bout them numbers not talm bout yo phone
When I speak on them digits
Out in the Haven AKA the trenches
901 shit, yea lil bitch I'm from Memphis
I get to the money, shoutout to Keith cause they know that we balling so hard like the grizzlies
Nothing but real niggas and some bad bitches all around me, they know that we with it
They used to hate me, now they saying that NoLove dropping heat everytime that he spitting (Yea)
Caution sign, the flow get so wet from the sauce that's drippin
Got them, blue hunnids in my pockets like my money cripping and I
Secure the bag, got it on lock, can't let em take it, no lie
Stepped on the scene, and like a seizure, they start shaking that's why
I peep shit out my third eye
I been that nigga don't try
They want me to stop cuz I been at they neck like a bow tie
MSG reckless cuz pressure the only thing we apply
98+2 the gang, them niggas been my allies
They really hating that I been on top, mane I'm up high
I been on top like the clouds, just like I live in the sky
Been on my own since I started, gone be the same when I'm finished
If wanting money's a crime, like O-Dog, mane I'm a menace
I'm so book smart cause I been bout them commas just like a sentence
Blue faces make her buss down, now I'm in ha mouth like a dentist
I'm screaming long live Lil Treze, we posed to push shit together
But since you gone, it's long live your name, I scream it whenever
Got me on my knees, talking to God, praying shit get better
And I'm gone keep pushing all the way through these stormy weathers
I gotta watch who in my circle, who I keep around me
Cuz they say they been my niggas, but they be quick to down me
They might talk to me, but I swear they don't know shit about me
And I refuse to let a bitch nigga just come and doubt me
Yea, mane, we creeping like TLC if you say it pressure
Cause I stopped giving a f*ck when they put Treze on a stretcher
After that, mane, shit's been f*ck up, mane, but it's getting better
I'm chasing the bag, no high speed, you want it, but you can't catch up
Get to the money
MSG it be the army
Ready to push the issue if a nigga try to harm me
Stack it up high, now I got all of this ice all on me
You can't hang, it's only boss niggas and real bitches only
Get to the money
MSG it be the army
Ready to push the issue if a nigga try to harm me
Stack it up high, now I got all of this ice all on me
You can't hang, it's only boss niggas and real bitches only
Get to the money
Got niggas just hating all on me
Get to the green, no green light, while they just look at us funny
Get to the money
Get to the money
We get to the money
Get to the money
We get to the money
Got niggas just hating all on me
Get to the green, no green light, while they just look at us funny
Get to the money
Get to the money
We get to the money
Get to the money
Yea, yea
Writer: Bryan James
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