Get the Money

[Intro: Dave East]

It's all about what you doin', my nigga

Get to it, sit back, don't get to it

And you gon' watch niggas get famous in front of you, nigga

Watch niggas get rich right in front of you

If you don't want it, watch

You gon' end up workin' for a nigga

You could've been hirin', word, uh

[Verse 1: Dave East]

Fresh up out them state greens (Fresh out)

Hoppin' out that van like the A-Team (Skrrt)

Never thought that we would make cream (Never)

Being millionaires was a daydream (Dream)

I been that nigga since I was eighteen (Way back)

Khaki Dickies with no creases, nigga stayed clean (Clean)

Al Green and James Brown what my mother played

Blow your brains in front the witness, fuck what they seen

Greyhound buses to Baltimore (I'm out)

Play a boat for the coke, the plug was all aboard

Dead broke in the projects, my niggas all was bored (Bored)

A million dollars in cash, nigga, my daughter saw it (I swear)

Earned stripes before Adidas 'fits (Way before)

I really need money, I never need a bitch (Never)

You jumped on my dick the same minute that you seen it's lit

Sneak diss on Instagram, but see me and you need a pic (Sucker-ass nigga)

[Chorus: Trouble]

Stunt on every nigga who fronted

We went from robbin' in lemons to doin' a hundred in foreigns

Harlem get the money

Queens get the money, hey

Drop the top up off of the coupe, drum hold a hundred (Skrrt)

I like my bitches from the 'jects, she wearin' a bonnet (Yeah), yeah

Harlem get the money, yeah, yeah

Hill get the money, hey

[Verse 2: Dave East]

Fuck that lil' paper, I'm chasing hundreds, yeah (Benjis)

You changing up the cars every summer, yeah (Every summer)

Remember washing my mama dishes with Comet, yeah (I remember)

I could give a fuck about a comment

I like my bitch from the projects, she rock her bonnet, yeah (Projects)

Top floor of the condo rocking designer gear (Top floor)

I thought I was ready, but I was not prepared

Me and Chetty tryna get fetty, I'm rocking Rocawear (On God)

I been ill, I got a sickness that got my doctor scared

Niggas like to slide through the hood, but ain't no stopping there

Them hollows hit your chest, shit'll stop your air

Diamonds from the district, come kick it, we playin' soccer here (Yeah)

Teeth straight and I don't rock veneers (I don't rock 'em)

Ready to die like Big Poppa near

They feel my confidence, they not prepared

I had a plan to take some Percocets from New York to Carolina and I got 'em there

[Bridge: Dave East]

Ayy, I got bitches in California (Swear to God)

Reminiscing on them nights and days I was hungry, no frontin' (No frontin', nigga)

Harlem get the money (Harlem get the money)

Queens get the money, ayy (Queens get the money)

Drop the top on them niggas, they know how we coming (They know)

Don't want no problems, 'bout dollars, we push a button, we cuttin' (Ayy)

Harlem get the money (Harlem get the money)

If you alive, go get your money (Go get your money, my nigga), ayy

[Chorus: Trouble & Dave East]

Stunt on every nigga who fronted

We went from robbin' in lemons to doin' a hundred in foreigns

Harlem get the money

Queens get the money, hey

Drop the top up off of the coupe, drum hold a hundred (Skrrt)

I like my bitches from the 'jects, she wearin' a bonnet (Yeah), yeah

Harlem get the money, yeah, yeah

Hill get the money, hey (Go get it)

[Outro: Dave East]

All my niggas, get the money

All of my niggas, go get the money

My niggas, go get the money

Go get the money

Go get the money

Go get the money

All of my niggas, go get the money