Gain Green

[Intro: Tech N9ne] Who dat? Say they goin' through dat I'm hustlin' for real, to get my cash grip, true dat It's killing my nerves, what I deserve's Many dollars to splurge, some people follow my words Still I talk slur First to get drunk 'cause I lack it all time I'm slammin' my liquor, my young nigga's still cryin' Hollin' 'bout, "Huh? Daddy, wuh? Son, I was stuck, daddy was Full of that E" [Verse 1: Tech N9ne] Strugglin' tryin' get your paper right Make you wanna pull a caper, right? You get your money but a hater might Stop you from rollin', pull up and straight put out your scraper lights 1 million sold independently Tech N9ne, Strange Music, did it splendidly Didn't pretend to be, anybody else in this industry I blended the, gangster rap rockin' with tremendous energy But when the money comes, yeah everybody's honeybunned Funny ones runnin' come bum from me like "Tech, can you front me some?" And they don't know responsibilities that you got All of the families that I support All of the others be causing a nigga to pop On top of all that, when you make that shit The IRS, spot your money and then they take that shit You make the cake that split Instead of honesty, I should have took that lick Run up in the bank with strength and whoop that trick 'Cause momma really needs homecare But without Medicaid, no better days, pay your own fare No assistance on there I see the bigger picture The government is fuckin' all of us, soon as you get your paper them motherfuckers hit ya [Chorus: Uncredited Woman and Krizz Kaliko] Oh, man, I'm strugglin' but a setback happens every time Gain green, Getcha money, mayne Gain green Oh, man, I'm strugglin' but a setback happens every time Gain green, Getcha money, mayne Gain green [Verse 2: Big Scoob] Back at it, it's the Show Me Homie givin' the spit Had to fall back, the town is hot, I chill with the Yicks Federation, infiltration, pussies flappin' they lips If they comin', I ain't runnin', Imma get em these flips Blood is savage, but the cabbage ain't fakin' with mine Bout that paper, on my maker, I'm addicted to grind With that grind there be setbacks, that's part of the game If you fall nigga, then bounce back as hard as you cane Fight the storm and push it hard and even harder in rain Use your pain if you the hungerest, be bargin' the aim I can see this boy, I've been there, and it's on me again So I reach out to the best out, nigga messy and strange Check my history, no mysteries, a hustler for mine I'm a dog and dog will hunt so Imma get it every time In the kitchen, y'all already know I'm whippin' up lines In fact I'm winnin' with these kind of murder, heat every time [Chorus: Uncredited Woman and Krizz Kaliko] Oh, man, I'm strugglin' but a setback happens every time Gain green, Getcha money, mayne Gain green Oh, man, I'm strugglin' but a setback happens every time Gain green, Getcha money, mayne Gain green [Verse 3: Krizz Kaliko] I used to sell pieces, but I never had a piece of mine Piece for the cheese, so I had to find a way to grind Way to round, or a way around it Head in the clouds but I'm grounded Find a way around it Founded up my dead Jeffersons, evident I need more precedence, said the presidents Niggas get paid off saying clever shit I'm the definition of what you never did You gain green, I'm get colored money off in the Netherlands Now I'm breaking bread with executives Papers what I expect from this Check his respect, saying Kali got a knack for this Actually it's a game, gain green, that's my aim Tryin' to get paid off Messy Marv's thang KC and the Bay respect they stay connect Hate reject, you pay for that And even though Dre left, he still get a paycheck And we on the same team, out for the same thing My niggas is Regime, tryin' to gain green [Chorus: Uncredited Woman and Krizz Kaliko] Oh, man, I'm strugglin' but a setback happens every time Gain green, Getcha money, mayne Gain green Oh, man, I'm strugglin' but a setback happens every time Gain green, Getcha money, mayne Gain green [Outro: Big Scoob] Yeah, get your money mayne That was right, Tech, Tech, that's what I'm talkin' about That one's for the boy, boy Young Masta All the way from the K to the Bay We all connected, you dig It's for the Young Thunders When they get full of that kush You know what I mean This that real shit, that gutter butter, mayne