Get It All Together lyrics

[Chorus: Birdman]
sh*t, we tryin' to get it all together
And spend a lil chaddar and fly in any weather n*gga
And homie you get the money and the power
Then them hoes come and holla and fly in any weather pimpin'

[Verse 1: Lil Wayne]
I see you haters, hatin' on the way a n*gga think
But I'm laughing, laughing all the way to the bank
And I, I kinda act like my sh*t don't stink
On a toilet with the burner taped under the sink
Like a Russian I'll roulette the bullet
Yea straight to ya head give a n*gga a mullet
I'm a Cash Money brother a lover of money
Yea the tummy is showin' but the hunger is growin'
What part cha' don't understand
What you ain't knowin' I'm like Kobe
You n*ggas can't check me go head Bowens
And I never left the team cause I'm catchin' every pass
Stunna McNabb yeah he like go head Owens yea
Bet Hot put a n*gga on his ass
Squlou and Big Whop make show he don't last
And young Wayne do song about the story
With Birdman singin' on the chorus, n*gga

[Chorus: Birdman]
sh*t, we tryin' to get it all together
And spend a lil chaddar and fly in any weather n*gga
And homie you get the money and the power
Then them hoes come and holla and fly in any weather pimpin'

[Verse 2: Birdman]
Look, a ticket here and a ticket there
And I'm the first out the hood to get rich n*gga still here
Its big paper in the prime of my life my n*gga
We take it off ya' shoulder broad daylight my n*gga
It's Stunna Island biggest baler in the city
The Range Rover rally strip on them 26's
I'm Gucci down when the Birdman in ya' town
We blow out the pound rollin' through Uptown
Canary yellow Cash Money iced out piece
Like father, like son we beasts on these streets
Well let me bring you back to 1993
Where I met four lil n*ggas in the 3
We got big, we grinded in them city streets
And three left now they all tryin' na beef me
There's one Birdman and one J.R
We neighborhood superstars f*ck y'all

[Chorus: Birdman]
sh*t, we tryin' to get it all together
And spend a lil chaddar and fly in any weather n*gga
And homie you get the money and the power
Then them hoes come and holla and fly in any weather pimpin'

[Verse 3: Lil Wayne]
Mercenary murderer
In the garden I'm burstin' hittin' serpents up
And in the Carter we still workin' with that work for ya'
I'm the God and the turban fits perfect, word
Puffing' on that precious piff purple herb swerve
Dang, bang my Dana's on the curve
The fed's walkin' so I'm talking with slur's
And we never sell a bird to a mockingbird
We find out where you stay and we mark your turf
Lace ya' house with a bomb make you walk in first
Oh, and ya' girl is sharp with hers
She cook a n*gga steaks and Kool-Aid for thirst, yeah
See we murderers but do it like gangstas
We really never show it but everybody know it
And Slim askin' me to focus on the flow
While I'm tryin' to have coke for the low on the low, man
[Chorus: Birdman]
sh*t, we tryin' to get it all together
And spend a lil chaddar and fly in any weather n*gga
And homie you get the money and the power
Then them hoes come and holla and fly in any weather pimpin'