[Intro]

P!, look around man

You see what I see?

I see money!

Everybody movin’, making money, right? While we standin’ still being broke

I figured all this shit out man

All of it

All the real ballin’ successful folks, Are sellers, and

All the broke ass people playin’ catch up are buyers

I ain’t tryna go out like that P

Ima’ be a seller

[Verse 1]

I never understood why some win and some don’t

Now I see the difference some wish and some work

Some can’t bare the pain, some walk with he hurt

Some walk with the nine, some walk with the purp

Some walk with the weed, some walk with the percs

Some play the crib, some watch for the shirts

(yooo!)

When they see the d’s they alert

Niggas can afford jail, now they at attention

Not to mention, stacks in the couch sittin’ on a pension

If they find out they’ll try and lynch em

Now he gotta switch lanes, sliding’ on the 95

Hustlers need a small break, call that there a timeout

Trip wit a bad chick, Hervé Leger her spine out

She work like Rhianna, and now she tryna wine down

All the while his mind on his hustle still

He just thinking figures on his Russell feel

[Chorus]

Get to the money, Get to the money, Get it

Get to the money, Get to the money, Get it

Get to the money, Get to the money, Get it

Get to the money, Get to the money

Tell em, Win, Win, Win, Win

Tell em, Win, Win, Win, Win

Tell em, Win, Win, Win, Win

Tell em, Win, Win, Win, Win

[Verse 2]

Second is the first to lose, it’s just how the game go

Savage type shit, boy you ever seen Django?

Get ya bread up and keep ya head up, that’s all he know

He don’t even hate but some do and that’s all she wrote

Mind on the money when it’s back to the block

The fam get love and that’s where it stops

Know who to win with and know who to not

Even deal wit, cause shit get real, niggas gone peel

You handle yours, they talking at your trial and appeal

Damn, where is all the love is it real?

Or niggas just down til the cards gotta deal

He was dealt a raw hand and he dealin’ wit it still

While his mind on his next meal (Mill)

While his mind on the checks still

The yard and the rec still

He ain’t never goin back

He know better now he do better cause he know the facts

[Chorus]

Get to the money, Get to the money, Get it

Get to the money, Get to the money, Get it

Get to the money, Get to the money, Get it

Get to the money, Get to the money

Tell em, Win, Win, Win, Win

Tell em, Win, Win, Win, Win

Tell em, Win, Win, Win, Win

Tell em, Win, Win, Win, Win

[Outro]

Get it

Get it

Get to the money

Get it

Get to the money, Get to the money

Tell em win, win, win

Tell em win, win, win

Tell em win, win, win

Tell em win, win, win