Smoke DZA - Money lyrics

[Verse 1: Young Roddy] And I'm waiting on my come-up, still waiting on my come-up Told homie "Put the gun down my n***a why don't you try to learn something?" Told homie "f** a handout why don't you try to earn something?" What I eat don't make you sh** so I don't owe the motherf**er nothing But they keep on testing my fate, keep on testing my fate Like everytime a n***a tour the world, I hear another homie got sprayed I ain't going back to that trap life I'm like no how no way My granny always pray she hope that no trouble come my way But it's hard not to k** n***as,so hard to k** n***as Spitta told me don't spare no clowns go hard on a b**h n***a All I got is my word, my hood, good sense and Jet Life Familia I used to dribble my Spalding while up the block, them n***as was k**ing And I sure don't know what's that over but I bet it ain't nothing serious n***as throw crosses up in my city, nothing but coffins up in my city But if you ask me them n***as bugging My uncle taught me how to get that money [Hook: Young Roddy] Let's get that money, gotta get that money Gotta get that money, let's get that money Let's get that money, gotta get that money Gotta get that money, let's get that money [Verse 2: Smoke DZA] I'm naturally cool that's what most of them lack It ain't bout where you from it's where you at George Kush, I wrote the hustler's manual front to back They call it the trap because we trapped Can't get out, work on me, bagging up with my hombre Busting moves in that Hond-ay,burn the city down like Pompeii All day, no shame but they acknowledge it f** your block I might buy that sh**, Charles Rangel hood politics They pop alot of sh** but who really getting ends? You spend your time on the internet, n***a I just spend And through all that chitter chat I look at Billboards like where these n***as at? Constantly gotta remind these n***as, social networks the only place you find these n***as I'm a King of my city, I'm a king all across the nation This music gon live n***a, we the never die cooperation Pop more sh** n***a bout getting change before Obama was in office Everyday another offer, back to the money, b**h i'm off this [Hook: Young Roddy]