Yea we all in...
Get that money, keep it coming, we shot callin (Oh Yeahya)
Yea we all in...
Get that money keep it coming, we stay ballin (Oh Yeahya)
Get up off yo ass nicca
Go and get that bag nicca
Get up off yo ass nicca
Go and get that bag nicca
Ok, time done passed, but ain't no time to have pitty
You gotta get up off yo ass, stay dedicated, go get it
Stay consistent with yo hustle, you gotta stay up on yo grind
Must know that one day you gone bubble, you gotta know that you gone shine
Everybody gone take a loss, but it's all about yo bounce back
Some niggas fall off, kick in yo door, like homie run that
Some niggas crap out in life, then try to rob the dice game
Young nicca hustled hard on that corner, to get that brick mane
Not everybody gone be down, but ain't no need to cry about it
You gotta go hard with yo hustle, stacking up all yo profits
I done made that sacrifice... and I'll do it twice
Cause for my family and this music; I'll risk my life
I done paid my dues now it's time to cash the check
Late nights up on my grind and I ain't broke a sweat
GMode/str8Drop Familia, we shot callin...
Gotta get up off yo ass if you want that bag, and go all in
Yea we all in...
Get that money, keep it coming, we shot callin (Oh Yeahya)
Yea we all in...
Get that money keep it coming, we stay ballin (Oh Yeahya)
Get up off yo ass nicca
Go and get that bag nicca
Get up off yo ass nicca
Go and get that bag nicca
Picture this, a young thugga tryna make it out
A situation he had no chance to make a decision about
Poverty stricken, knowing nothing but the struggle
He got fed up with the hungryness; so he chose to hustle
Turnt a quarter to a slab, not the block rollin
Knowing them jackboys lurking, he keep that shotta on him
Knowing them Feds might come he keep them antennas on
Most likely in the hood one deep smoking that Cheech & Chong
Some of us rise, some of us fall, still gotta stand your ground
Some of us bend, some of us fold, still gotta hold it down
Gotta know when to slow up, step back, and peep the scene
Might have to revise ya game plan to execute the dream
Real hustlas do real things and we refuse to fall
If circumstances knock you on yo ass, you proceed to crawl
Never giving up in any situaton, no not at all
Gotta get up off yo ass, call some shots, if you really wana ball
Yea we all in...
Get that money, keep it coming, we shot callin (Oh Yeahya)
Yea we all in...
Get that money keep it coming, we stay ballin (Oh Yeahya)
Get up off yo ass nicca
Go and get that bag nicca
Get up off yo ass nicca
Go and get that bag nicca
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Yea we all in...
Get that money, keep it coming, we shot callin (Oh Yeahya)
Yea we all in...
Get that money keep it coming, we stay ballin (Oh Yeahya)
Get up off yo ass nicca
Go and get that bag nicca
Get up off yo ass nicca
Go and get that bag nicca
Ok, time done passed, but ain't no time to have pitty
You gotta get up off yo ass, stay dedicated, go get it
Stay consistent with yo hustle, you gotta stay up on yo grind
Must know that one day you gone bubble, you gotta know that you gone shine
Everybody gone take a loss, but it's all about yo bounce back
Some niggas fall off, kick in yo door, like homie run that
Some niggas crap out in life, then try to rob the dice game
Young nicca hustled hard on that corner, to get that brick mane
Not everybody gone be down, but ain't no need to cry about it
You gotta go hard with yo hustle, stacking up all yo profits
I done made that sacrifice... and I'll do it twice
Cause for my family and this music; I'll risk my life
I done paid my dues now it's time to cash the check
Late nights up on my grind and I ain't broke a sweat
GMode/str8Drop Familia, we shot callin...
Gotta get up off yo ass if you want that bag, and go all in
Yea we all in...
Get that money, keep it coming, we shot callin (Oh Yeahya)
Yea we all in...
Get that money keep it coming, we stay ballin (Oh Yeahya)
Get up off yo ass nicca
Go and get that bag nicca
Get up off yo ass nicca
Go and get that bag nicca
Picture this, a young thugga tryna make it out
A situation he had no chance to make a decision about
Poverty stricken, knowing nothing but the struggle
He got fed up with the hungryness; so he chose to hustle
Turnt a quarter to a slab, not the block rollin
Knowing them jackboys lurking, he keep that shotta on him
Knowing them Feds might come he keep them antennas on
Most likely in the hood one deep smoking that Cheech & Chong
Some of us rise, some of us fall, still gotta stand your ground
Some of us bend, some of us fold, still gotta hold it down
Gotta know when to slow up, step back, and peep the scene
Might have to revise ya game plan to execute the dream
Real hustlas do real things and we refuse to fall
If circumstances knock you on yo ass, you proceed to crawl
Never giving up in any situaton, no not at all
Gotta get up off yo ass, call some shots, if you really wana ball
Yea we all in...
Get that money, keep it coming, we shot callin (Oh Yeahya)
Yea we all in...
Get that money keep it coming, we stay ballin (Oh Yeahya)
Get up off yo ass nicca
Go and get that bag nicca
Get up off yo ass nicca
Go and get that bag nicca
Get that money, keep it coming, we shot callin (Oh Yeahya)
Yea we all in...
Get that money keep it coming, we stay ballin (Oh Yeahya)
Get up off yo ass nicca
Go and get that bag nicca
Get up off yo ass nicca
Go and get that bag nicca
Ok, time done passed, but ain't no time to have pitty
You gotta get up off yo ass, stay dedicated, go get it
Stay consistent with yo hustle, you gotta stay up on yo grind
Must know that one day you gone bubble, you gotta know that you gone shine
Everybody gone take a loss, but it's all about yo bounce back
Some niggas fall off, kick in yo door, like homie run that
Some niggas crap out in life, then try to rob the dice game
Young nicca hustled hard on that corner, to get that brick mane
Not everybody gone be down, but ain't no need to cry about it
You gotta go hard with yo hustle, stacking up all yo profits
I done made that sacrifice... and I'll do it twice
Cause for my family and this music; I'll risk my life
I done paid my dues now it's time to cash the check
Late nights up on my grind and I ain't broke a sweat
GMode/str8Drop Familia, we shot callin...
Gotta get up off yo ass if you want that bag, and go all in
Yea we all in...
Get that money, keep it coming, we shot callin (Oh Yeahya)
Yea we all in...
Get that money keep it coming, we stay ballin (Oh Yeahya)
Get up off yo ass nicca
Go and get that bag nicca
Get up off yo ass nicca
Go and get that bag nicca
Picture this, a young thugga tryna make it out
A situation he had no chance to make a decision about
Poverty stricken, knowing nothing but the struggle
He got fed up with the hungryness; so he chose to hustle
Turnt a quarter to a slab, not the block rollin
Knowing them jackboys lurking, he keep that shotta on him
Knowing them Feds might come he keep them antennas on
Most likely in the hood one deep smoking that Cheech & Chong
Some of us rise, some of us fall, still gotta stand your ground
Some of us bend, some of us fold, still gotta hold it down
Gotta know when to slow up, step back, and peep the scene
Might have to revise ya game plan to execute the dream
Real hustlas do real things and we refuse to fall
If circumstances knock you on yo ass, you proceed to crawl
Never giving up in any situaton, no not at all
Gotta get up off yo ass, call some shots, if you really wana ball
Yea we all in...
Get that money, keep it coming, we shot callin (Oh Yeahya)
Yea we all in...
Get that money keep it coming, we stay ballin (Oh Yeahya)
Get up off yo ass nicca
Go and get that bag nicca
Get up off yo ass nicca
Go and get that bag nicca
Writer: Anthony Barrett
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid