Lord Infamous - Get It lyrics

[Hook: Mac Montese] 2x I gots to get it cause I'm with it No time for the self pity In this world, it ain't no games That you playin', then you already Fall behind, on your grind Now it's time for us to shine So just sit back and take notes We stayin' on your mind [Verse 1: Mac Montese] I'm representin' South Memphis Everything I do is different Best believe I'm on a mission So you know I gots to get it It ain't no secret, you done peep it They smell it cause I keep it The loud packs stay on me homie Even when I feature It's been a long time in a long grind And still I'm tryin' to get mine So if you really know You know us playas gonna make it shine Hell yeah, I'm right back With the same flow Mac had never left Still kickin' sh** with all my guys I love them till my last breath "Get money" on my mind Don't hit me wastin' my time That sh**'s irrelevant If you ain't down here chasin' dollar $igns I f** with go-getter n***as Who liftin' weight to packin' triggers So if you all about yo hustle Just holler, we tryin' to get it [Hook] 2x [Verse 2: Lord Infamous] Scarecrow I'm a (?) with a contraband I'm coming through the culture land With drums like a damn marching band (?) kilo (?), peeled bananas, black bandana On the hammer, Lord Montana I'm a bad mamma jamma Did the b**h the (?) Fold him, throw him in the crapper Once I hit him with a sampler Smellin' like he need a pamper Welcome to Soze's butcher shop I got ribs, livers, limbs, n***a pork chops Crow's pharmaceuticals, I fill drug prescriptions Everything from Fentanyl to teflon ammunition If you beat my prices then I rob my competition You will come up missin' and my name is devil mentioned BLAY! [Hook] 2x [Verse 2: II Tone] Yeah my mind is on another level, haters always talk I got the resume to prove the facts so b**h I want to walk We can get 'em up, I cool ya down Found by the ditch in Funky Town I prostitute that white girl, whip it as she hold me down Whole team gettin' money, APB is nothin' less You can see me in the crowd; I got my hood across my chest You can bargain shop and buy some bap, lookin' for that good Got the grocerie like Kroger You can come on through the hood Magnolia I done told ya, cause a hustle never stop Got a b**h that count my bread And give me head around the clock Ain't no secret, if you sleepin' I'mma wake yo a** up Cause the world is like a p**y; it's about to get f**ed [Hook] 2x