Sick YG - Soon Enough lyrics

Yeah, I'm about my dough; And, I need it in my hand! [VERSE 1:] (C'mon, yeah) In this corner is The heavyweight champion Ask around man You don't want to step to him Cash driven with a monstrous grin Aw snap! Let the k**ing begin You got a villain that's in to win And don't depend on the handouts Gettin' paid from a blade While the fans shout Knock 'em out then your scrilla grows Knock 'em off and become a pro As if you didn't know The fetty is about to gross majorly And what you hold precious is Only a game to me No thing to be top rate global Staring in your eyes While I got you in a choke hold Loco is what I might be But for the dough I will strike through You quicker than lightning It's frightening when you see my face But, by then it is way too late (One time) [HOOK:] Soon enough I'mma make me a million Even if the results will be k**ing Fast cars, women, gotta be true Even if I gotta take out you (my goodness) Soon enough I'mma make me a million Even if the results will be k**ing Fast cars, women, gotta be true Even if I gotta take out you [VERSE 2:] As I step on the scene Right, left from a swing Man down! I'm a king Gettin' green is a dream If you know what I mean Come and step in the ring Or better yet the arena The harder the challenge The larger the greener No joke when it comes to mines For the right price step it up, next in line No money, no honey, no honey Slim tummy Next stop, skid row, straight bummy It's not funny when you can't survive So, you better get paid Or you might as well die And I can help you with that Turn around let me hit you inna face wit' a bat Stackin' money is the task at hand Even if I gotta take it out your mask my man [HOOK] [VERSE 3:] It's kinda ill when you think about it Population control in a game overcrowded I doubt that's a problem with me 'Cuz I will take 'em all out for just the right fee Right knee, left hook, head bu*t Raw flesh, disposed, ripped up Knuckle up if you think you can hang It's nothing personal it's all for the change And the ladies, and the cars Nice things anything that I want For the bling man I'm all on the hunt I can't front, little punks get done When it comes to dinero I don't think that you want to be a hero One with the zeros, binary Countin' the cream It's the American Dream You know I heavily fiend for the paper Guess who's next? Don't trip just cut my check [HOOK] I told you, I don't play When it comes to my green (ha ha) You know what I mean?