Chorus (sample):
I'm working days and nights
Still I can't get up out of this hole
Because I get paid on the first, played on the last
And Struggle all through the middle
Every month I get paid on the first, played on the last
And Struggle all through the middle
M-O-N-E-Y never seemed to multiply for me
Background Hook (Jodii B Basik and Onehunnidt):
Turn nothing into something
Turn something into money
Work plus Werk is the come up
And I'm coming up so I work
Jobs never get paid enough til you boss
Often pay the cost and whats worse
Never have time to hustle cause work
Takes time, I’mma make mine
Great minds are like mines and
Goals are like gold
Through the grapevine I’ve heard
Step up out the norm to get up out the storm
And never doubt yourself or conform
And I’ve learned
Doing what everyone does will only take me where they’ve gone
So I’m thinking on my own
Grown, strong
Plus I’m book and I’m in street smart
I dont need your cosign
I got my own cred
It pays my own dues
I hustle hard and I grind “shine”
Opinions are like assholes
Stink when you gas em up
So who gives a shit?
I’m here for the royal flush
Sitting on a throne, not a toilet bowl
And I ain't trying impress yall to no degree
There are millionaires without no degree
Steve Jobs, Master P, Bill Gates, Jay Z
So, I’m sorry mama
Niggas bump so I keep the llama
Selling soap so I guess that they want the drama
Till the fat lady sings we in the opera
I’m fly, I bought the chopper
Young and the restless, battle of the sexes, reckless
Life’s a bitch
So, I came I saw I conquered
That bitch
Chorus + Hook
Verse 2:
I refuse to be defined by naysay
What they say or what they think
‘cause they ain't up in my shoes
Nigga I’m too “100”
And they fake
I’m brand new
Yall can’t tell me what I can’t do
Thats my move
Yall ain't seen what I been through
Your worst dreams in my rearview
My drive, unparalleled
Can’t park till on 106
Shifting gears past fears and the peers at the carousel
Clown niggas
I’m different
Can’t base what I’m gone be off what everybody else isn't
See Hova, I listened
I’m one deep in that h-o-v
No need for no transmission
I’m too fly for that traffic and too high for yall opinions
Bitch keep that!
My shades closed
My seat back
My weed rolled
My drank's poured
Your words, you can eat that
Food for thought, hate that
Success, I’mma make that
Matter of fact, I’mma take that
Talking (Rasta Immortal):
“see you shuck and jive with that 9 to 5
Or you can go ahead on and get this money and be live
Because you ain't tight unless you in the spotlight..yea”
Chorus + Hook
Verse 3:
I dont want to be elderly and never seen no luxury
Crippled, living off assistance
Pissed and telling ya bout who I used to be
Eh, that ain't life
They say the good die young, well thats not right
I say you die when your grind dont make none
What you gon do when you get laid off
Tax write off, never ball or get a lay up?
No hate to the dope boys, gamblers or no strippers cause
Life’s a drug
We roll the dice
Trying to make the whole world tip us “yep!”
Deuces up to the drank sippers
I’m thug natured plus ambitious
I’m coming dine with a bank mission
Trying to get cake and not caked up!
Talking (Rasta Immortal):
See, I told you stop counting your problems
And start counting your blessings
Preach, tabernacle, reverend
See you gotta walk with your right foot in front
And let your left foot be behind
Cause If you aiming for this money
Thats the only way you gon shine
So lets work and grind
100
Bridge (Onehunnidt):
This is a cheers to years of pain and stress
Here’s to years of gained success
X 2
Chorus + Hook
I'm working days and nights
Still I can't get up out of this hole
Because I get paid on the first, played on the last
And Struggle all through the middle
Every month I get paid on the first, played on the last
And Struggle all through the middle
M-O-N-E-Y never seemed to multiply for me
Background Hook (Jodii B Basik and Onehunnidt):
Turn nothing into something
Turn something into money
Work plus Werk is the come up
And I'm coming up so I work
Jobs never get paid enough til you boss
Often pay the cost and whats worse
Never have time to hustle cause work
Takes time, I’mma make mine
Great minds are like mines and
Goals are like gold
Through the grapevine I’ve heard
Step up out the norm to get up out the storm
And never doubt yourself or conform
And I’ve learned
Doing what everyone does will only take me where they’ve gone
So I’m thinking on my own
Grown, strong
Plus I’m book and I’m in street smart
I dont need your cosign
I got my own cred
It pays my own dues
I hustle hard and I grind “shine”
Opinions are like assholes
Stink when you gas em up
So who gives a shit?
I’m here for the royal flush
Sitting on a throne, not a toilet bowl
And I ain't trying impress yall to no degree
There are millionaires without no degree
Steve Jobs, Master P, Bill Gates, Jay Z
So, I’m sorry mama
Niggas bump so I keep the llama
Selling soap so I guess that they want the drama
Till the fat lady sings we in the opera
I’m fly, I bought the chopper
Young and the restless, battle of the sexes, reckless
Life’s a bitch
So, I came I saw I conquered
That bitch
Chorus + Hook
Verse 2:
I refuse to be defined by naysay
What they say or what they think
‘cause they ain't up in my shoes
Nigga I’m too “100”
And they fake
I’m brand new
Yall can’t tell me what I can’t do
Thats my move
Yall ain't seen what I been through
Your worst dreams in my rearview
My drive, unparalleled
Can’t park till on 106
Shifting gears past fears and the peers at the carousel
Clown niggas
I’m different
Can’t base what I’m gone be off what everybody else isn't
See Hova, I listened
I’m one deep in that h-o-v
No need for no transmission
I’m too fly for that traffic and too high for yall opinions
Bitch keep that!
My shades closed
My seat back
My weed rolled
My drank's poured
Your words, you can eat that
Food for thought, hate that
Success, I’mma make that
Matter of fact, I’mma take that
Talking (Rasta Immortal):
“see you shuck and jive with that 9 to 5
Or you can go ahead on and get this money and be live
Because you ain't tight unless you in the spotlight..yea”
Chorus + Hook
Verse 3:
I dont want to be elderly and never seen no luxury
Crippled, living off assistance
Pissed and telling ya bout who I used to be
Eh, that ain't life
They say the good die young, well thats not right
I say you die when your grind dont make none
What you gon do when you get laid off
Tax write off, never ball or get a lay up?
No hate to the dope boys, gamblers or no strippers cause
Life’s a drug
We roll the dice
Trying to make the whole world tip us “yep!”
Deuces up to the drank sippers
I’m thug natured plus ambitious
I’m coming dine with a bank mission
Trying to get cake and not caked up!
Talking (Rasta Immortal):
See, I told you stop counting your problems
And start counting your blessings
Preach, tabernacle, reverend
See you gotta walk with your right foot in front
And let your left foot be behind
Cause If you aiming for this money
Thats the only way you gon shine
So lets work and grind
100
Bridge (Onehunnidt):
This is a cheers to years of pain and stress
Here’s to years of gained success
X 2
Chorus + Hook
( Onehunnidt )
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