Get It In lyrics

by

Devin The Dude


[Intro]
Look, the people you are after are the people you depend on
They cook your meals, they haul your trash, we connect your calls, we drive your ambulances, we guard you while you sleep
Do not f*ck with us
Inkredibles

[Chorus: Masspike Miles]
I live everyday like it's my last
Hustlin' to get this cash
I get it in, get it in
Whatever it takes, I get it in
We gonna push to the limit
On the grind 'til the clock stops tickin'
'Cause I get it in, get it in
Whatever it takes, I get it in

[Verse 1: The Jacka]
I just push and push, smokin' purple kush
Every time you look, ridin' 'round with crooks
Is you down with us? This that sound you love
We just loungin', uh, we just stylin', bruh
Hope you crowdin' us, though we sold dope
I got thousands but don't see no hope
In a P-world, n*gga, it is no joke
'Bout to hit another bank and a store, loc
You don't see the warning post in the store, bro?
Can't let 'em catch a n*gga, can't go home no more
Gotta carry on, only the strong'll know
What I'm really on, but it's time, the raw should know
We out here thuggin'
Wrong wit'cha, black? Why you out here strugglin'?
Chrome on my lap, I ain't gotta say nothin'
Just go on with the stack
Never seen my face but my name is The Jack
[Chorus: Masspike Miles]
I live everyday like it's my last
Hustlin' to get this cash
I get it in, get it in
Whatever it takes, I get it in
We gonna push to the limit
On the grind 'til the clock stops tickin'
'Cause I get it in, get it in
Whatever it takes, I get it in

[Verse 2: Paul Wall]
We goin' hard for three days with no sleep
In the streets, I can do this all week
A lot of kush and syrup, my bottle be on steep
So from sun up to sun down, I'm on the creep
I won't stop 'til my casket is six feet
But all the hatin' got me movin' 'round on the street
I ain't goin' places as long as I'm on my feet
But cross the line, make your mama and your wife beat
Jealousy got 'em both out spreadin' lies
Instead of hustlin' they plottin' on my demise
All the while my mind is on cream pies
I'm on the rise, my pockets bigger then Beyonce's thighs
Damn, why they hatin' on a player, mayne?
f*ck 'em all, I'm just tryna get that paper, mayne
And I'ma get it any way that it come
If you lookin' for me I'll be in the streets like a bum
[Chorus: Masspike Miles]
I live everyday like it's my last
Hustlin' to get this cash
I get it in, get it in
Whatever it takes, I get it in
We gonna push to the limit
On the grind 'til the clock stops tickin'
'Cause I get it in, get it in
Whatever it takes, I get it in

[Verse 3: The Jacka]
Here I come again with that thunder, mayne
I'm gon' go to jail if they run my name
So I'm outta there with that powder there
Hear some gangsta been in custody and await appeal
Come upstate, in Allah, my faith
On the block with my nigs, up dumb-ass late
Gettin' paper, shook the boys but I barely escape
Eyes wide, not fly, but I'm barely awake
Gettin' high and my memory's fadin' away
But I remember all my n*ggas from back in the day
For my n*gga ridin' 'round foot, hop in the J
Took a hit from the stick, we was lovin' it, boy
'Til this day I'm the sh*t and I'm lovin' it, boy
This street sh*t mine, yeah, they lovin' the boy
A couple suckers act like they don't know me no more
But I never gave a f*ck 'cause this sh*t ain't for you
[Chorus: Masspike Miles]
I live everyday like it's my last
Hustlin' to get this cash
I get it in, get it in
Whatever it takes, I get it in
We gonna push to the limit
On the grind 'til the clock stops tickin'
'Cause I get it in, get it in
Whatever it takes, I get it in
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