Paul Wall - Got To Get It lyrics

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Paul Wall - Got To Get It lyrics

Gotta get it Gotta get it I gotta get it, I gotta grind I'ma put it down, gotta get mine But you gotta get it, but you gotta grind I'ma put it down, gotta get mine I gotta get mine, gotta, gotta get mine I'ma put it down, I gotta get mine Gotta, gotta get mine, gotta, gotta get mine I'ma put it down, I gotta get mine I'm on the road to success, I strive to be the best I never settle for less, if I'm broke I can't rest A hustler in the flesh and I'm smokin' on the best 'Cause I deal with lots of stress, out here on this paper quest I'm makin' progress and I'm blessed, oh yes And I'ma get it to my last dyin' breath, then it's in peace I rest I'm workin' with that bread like a chef when he cook Now I'm back to flippin' paper like I'm readin' a book Stayin' real with your partners, that's a real good look But when your cash stash low all your boys get shook I been searchin' for that paper like it's Natalie Holloway Eight days a week plus I grind on holidays There ain't no excuse for these boys to be broke I know some hustlers in wheel chairs, we get it 'til we crock From south po, to south postal, I gotta stack them C notes So listen up close, say I gotta get it I gotta get it, I gotta grind I'ma put it down, gotta get mine But you gotta get it, but you gotta grind I'ma put it down, gotta get mine I gotta get mine, gotta, gotta get mine I'ma put it down, I gotta get mine Gotta, gotta get mine, gotta, gotta get mine I'ma put it down, I gotta get mine I gotta get them dollar signs, all of every kind Partner, I need mine even them nickels and them dimes I'm out on the grind, stayin' every lick I find Goin' get it myself, there ain't no time to try and stand in line I never fall behind, and yeah, I'm full of that purple slim But I ain't dead yet, I'm just fine I'm still in my prime, so I pack at least a nine 'Cause these haters tryin' to block my shine Like mini blinds, I gotta get it Long as opportunity knock, I'ma get that gwop And give it all that I got until my coffin drop The sun rise I'm the first hustler on the block And when the sun set, I'm still out here on the clock I'm tryin' to hustle for them tickets like a traffic cop I gotta hustle and get it partner, I never stop I take that paper real serious like Dwight shoot Stackin' up loot all around the sixteen route I gotta get it, I gotta grind I'ma put it down, gotta get mine But you gotta get it, but you gotta grind I'ma put it down, gotta get mine I gotta get mine, gotta, gotta get mine I'ma put it down, I gotta get mine Gotta, gotta get mine, gotta, gotta get mine I'ma put it down, I gotta get mine I know the world in a recession, but I'm still progressin' Take heed to my confession, never fall to oppression I learn from life's lesson if you keep on pressin' You'll eventually end up on top like salad dressin' I'm never second guessin' like bye, bye faith And however long the race gotta maintain pace When the haters fall to waist, then my God grant grace No matter what odds I face, I'ma be in first place They hustle and the haste to feed expensive taste But me I got grind out there on that paper chase They turn they back on clements but I'm still gon' ride Too many fish up in the water tryin' to float with the tide No matter how high the gas price I'm still gon' drive Quit cryin' and complainin' partner, swallow your pride While you blamin' everybody for your same bad luck I'ma be on the come up, sun down to sun up, I gotta get it I gotta get it, I gotta grind I'ma put it down, gotta get mine But you gotta get it, but you gotta grind I'ma put it down, gotta get mine I gotta get mine, gotta, gotta get mine I'ma put it down, I gotta get mine Gotta, gotta get mine, gotta, gotta get mine I'ma put it down, I gotta get mine

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