Myrtle

[Intro]

I been drinking all day

Everywhere I go I be thinking 'bout you always

Downtown summer rolling in my mama foyer

Sneaking in the building, smoking sour in the hallway

It's over now

We older now

The poster child of the sky

I been on the clouds

It's all love, I stay true, it's all love

[Verse 1]

Uh, yeah

Getting money but we still the same, yeah

I just want the food, you can keep the fame, yeah

We came from the dirt, we came from the dirt (from the dirt!)

This ain't nothing local, this a different strain, yeah

OG told me don't be what you not though (what you not)

Appreciate what you already got bro (what you got)

Young and get your money, shorty get your bread (get your bread)

Nigga's rob they mama just to get ahead

Where you from G? Where you, where you from G?

Where you from G? Where you, where you from G?

They don't say much, they just let the gun speak (Ga Ga Ga)

Take you out yo kick's, call them Kyrie

All that young bull ever wanted was a gold chain

Riding though the city in a Benz, bumping ol' Ye

Fuck a 9 to 5, imma get this shit my own way

Fuck a trend homie, this my own wave

That's a fact

[Pre-Chorus]

Riding through the city with the bro's

Riding through the city all you know

On a rooftop blowing o's

Money calling, hol' up hol' up

[Chorus]

Watch me while I get this money

Watch me while I get this money

Told you I was gon' be rich

You was laughing like that shit was funny, ay

Watch me while I get this money

Watch me while I get this money

Told you I was gon' be rich

You was laughing like that shit was funny

[Verse 2]

Life changes, i'm living on higher vibrations

Giving out the love like traffic coppers with citations

Life ain't all about green backs and weed wraps

But still we need that because that's where society's at

I stay simple

99 in the rental

PCH with the shades with wifey

Life is eventful

But you can do it too

I look at me like who is you

You don't see me rocking chains because I don't think that shit is cool

I ain't shit I'm just a dude

Grew up blocks away from Biggie

Not a martyr for the city

But they fucking with my tunes

And I do it for my haters

Like you swore that I would lose

And I do it for my son

'Cause he love me to the moon

And I owe him that

Besides from the money I'm talking wisdom

I'm exercising his visions so he can make good decisions

It's a marathon

I hope I live to see the fall of Babylon

Maybe then we'll get our freedom after all

[Chorus]

Watch me while I get this money

Watch me while I get this money

Told you I was gon' be rich

You was laughing like that shit was funny

Watch me while I get this money

Watch me while I get this money

Told you I was gon' be rich

You was laughing like that shit was funny