Nard & B - Anyways lyrics

Get high young n***a [Hook 1] Grab the 40 when I go outside Grab the choppa when It's war time They ask me why I grind so crazy 'Cuz I done had so many hard times Imma get some money anyway Imma get some money anyway Staying down in the trap spot Back and forth on the interstate I told my girl I was through with her But i f**ed on the b**h anyway She ain' really mine anyway Her friend on my line anyway These n***as holdin' [?] on a pimp Imma get some money anyway Imma get some money anyway Imma get some money any day Imma get some money in the [?] Imma get some money in the trey Imma get some money anyway Imma get some money any day [Verse 1] Smoking weed and call it ventilation Lean and Percocet the situation I meet you gotta f** the first night I ain' got no business being patient I just hit her wit' the [?] flicker Me and my n***as need motivation Me and my n***as need more relation Tap the gas and the motor racing Tap the gas feeling so amazing Push a bu*ton and I lose a roof Mirror Mirror on the wall who the dopest of 'em all? He said you the truth Imma get up in a movie too I got thousands of groupies too 1000 pounds I can move it too Don't tell these n***as what I really do [Hook 2] Grab the 40 when I go outside Grab the choppa when It's war time They ask me why I grind so crazy 'Cuz I done had so many hard times I'm grinding hard to see a better day Sometimes I really wanna get away f** these n***as f** these hoes Imma get some money anyway Imma get some money anyway Imma get some money anyway Staying down in the trap spot Back and forth on the interstate I told my girl I was through with her But i f**ed on the b**h anyway She ain' really mine anyway Her friend on my line anyway These n***as holdin' [?] on a pimp Imma get some money anyway Imma get some money anyway Imma get some money any day Imma get some money in the [?] Imma get some money in the trey Imma get some money anyway Imma get some money any day [Verse 2] Imma get some money anyway Imma get some money anytime Riding round in the Benz with my n***a bankroll bumping "Everytime" Talking cake I'm the debby kind Talking n***as you the petty kind Young "Spo" is a boss n***a I ain' going for a petty crime I ain' going for a motherf**ing thing Imma tell 'em that ahead of time That's Hi-Tech, This Actavis I'm sipping on a better line I f**ed a white pop singer Now I'm the black Kevin Federline Try me, You can't pick a better time I'm selling pounds and I'm selling dimes [Hook 2]