作词 : David Brewster/Abraham Orellana/Rafael X. Brown/Mariel Semonte Orr

作曲 : David Brewster/Abraham Orellana/Rafael X. Brown/Mariel Semonte Orr

It's all about what you doin' my n***a

Get to it sit back don't get to it

And you gon' watch n***as get famous in front of you n***a

Watch n***as get rich right in front of you

If you don't want it watch

You gon' end up workin' for a n***a

You could've been hirin' word uh

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 n***a since I was eighteen

Way back

Khaki d**kies with no creases n***a stayed clean

Clean

Al Green and James Brown what my mother played

Blow your brains in front the witness f**k 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 n***as all was bored

Bored

A million dollars in cash n***a my daughter saw it

I swear

Earned stripes before Adidas 'fits

Way before

I really need money I never need a b***h

Never

You jumped on my d**k the same minute that you seen it's lit

Sneak diss on Instagram but see me and you need a pic

Sucker-a*s n***a

Stunt on every n***a 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 b***hes from the 'jects she wearin' a bonnet

Yeah

Yeah

Harlem get the money yeah yeah

Hill get the money hey

F**k 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 f**k about a comment

I like my b***h 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

N***as like to slide through the hood but ain't no stopping there

Them hollows hit your chest s**t'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

Ayy I got b***hes in California

Swear to God

Reminiscing on them nights and days I was hungry no frontin'

No frontin' n***a

Harlem get the money

Harlem get the money

Queens get the money ayy

Queens get the money

Drop the top on them n***as 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 n***a

Ayy

Stunt on every n***a 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 b***hes from the 'jects she wearin' a bonnet

Yeah

Yeah

Harlem get the money yeah yeah

Hill get the money hey

Go get it

All my n***as get the money

All of my n***as go get the money

My n***as go get the money

Go get the money

Go get the money

Go get the money

All of my n***as go get th