Joell Ortiz - BK Get The Money lyrics

*Freestyle over 'Queens Get The Money' by Nas. Produced by Jay Electronica [Intro] [Joell talking]: Let me close my eyes for this one. So I can envision it...and paint the picture for y'all to envision it. Hear my story [Verse]: Man it was more than rough, small apartment with all of us We all would rush to the bathroom soon as we heard the toilet flush Hot water ain't on enough, y'all don't know how them mornings was Remember me gettin' on the bus, corduroys with the tallest cuff Hopin' my man ain't want his lunch Needed a little more to munch Fortunates sat across from us They would pa** me they corner stuff Fast forward Cornered up, huggin', lovin' the mornin' rush Grindin', tryin' to avoid them cuffs I ain't like bein' poor as f** Iron item I wore it tucked Right inside of the North and yup I would fire like more than once Quiet whoever wanted what Missiles the size of horses nuts Just dividing your organs up Body hotter than Florida, papi ride with the coroner Lobby, cryin' and pourin' cups Sloppy, "Why is he gone?" But the fact of the matter is he ain't comin' back like when raw is cut That was the past move on to the fact I'm a track slaughter Cla**ical cat sort of a magical rap sorcerer ? you acts oughta get tossed in the trash off of the strength of your wack aura These n***as is mad soft like the a** on Kardash daughters I'm hot like Iraq boarders Y'all see through like tap water I'm spendin' my last quarter callin' all y'all bluffs I'm exactly what rap order Your Bentley was that gorgeous to mention in that chorus The fans were just sad mourners Till a Brooklyn n***a walked in the spot Hot off his block with his pen and his pad flawless