I Got To (Remix) lyrics

[Intro: T-Rell]
Yeah, T-Rell
It comes a point in a man's life where...
He just gotta get it done
And right now my n*gga, I gotta get it done
Look

[Chorus: T-Rell]
I gotta get my momma out the hood
Make sure that my kid is living good
I got to, I got to
I gotta get this hustle off the ground, 'cause these bills is gonna stress a n*gga out
I got to, I got to

I gotta get my momma out the hood
Make sure that my kid is living good
I got to, I got to
I gotta get this hustle off the ground, 'cause these bills is gonna stress a n*gga out
I got to, I got to

[Verse 1: T-Rell]
Yeah T-Rell
Wake and fake
I'm here to motivate
Good Lord I'm blessed to breathe and glad to see another day
Them kids they gotta eat
[?]
These days is gettin' short
No room for wastin' time
Get it by any means
Work hard and follow dreams
Stay close to your team
I swear these streets is mean
I gotta get my momma out the hood
And make sure that my kid is living good (Oh yeah)
I gotta get this hustle off the ground, these bills is gon' stress a n*gga out
I swear to God no man alive could top me
Man I swear to God no man alive can stop me
I got to, I got to
My kids deserve the world and they gon' get that
Hustle 'til it hurts and never sit back
That lazy n*gga sh*t, I swear that you can keep that
And the way a n*gga grind, I know you n*ggas peep that
I got to, I got to
[Chorus: T-Rell]
I gotta get my momma out the hood
Make sure that my kid is living good
I got to, I got to
I gotta get this hustle off the ground, 'cause these bills is gonna stress a n*gga out
I got to, I got to

I gotta get my momma out the hood
Make sure that my kid is living good
I got to, I got to
I gotta get this hustle off the ground, 'cause these bills is gonna stress a n*gga out
I got to, I got to

[Verse 2: Bossie Badazz]
Now if daddy don't hustle then his child don't eat
If my child don't eat then daddy can't sleep
I got no time to sit around see what that mama gon' do
She been playin' games from the start, what the f*ck she gon' do
My mama too she been trippin'
At least she don't wan' leave me
I thought you hated this city
But this city got pretty
[?] show for show I go get it
Bring it back to the fans
I never asked for this hustle
So I thank God who I am
I hustle it come back
I get on the stage, they pay me, I run that
No shirt with the [?]
Flickin' up with the big stack
n*gga call with a bag, I'ma get that
[?] money
'Cause my kids are spoiled and I hate to tell them no so when I hustle, ain't sh*t funny
I got my mama out the hood
But I couldn't get all my potnas out the hood
Most was lost and misunderstood
Most got caught and stuck in [?]
I'm sorry lil' homie but I gotta go
If anybody comin' back to get you
I'm comin' back
You already know and that's on the [?]
[Chorus: T-Rell]
I gotta get my momma out the hood
Make sure that my kid is living good
I got to, I got to
I gotta get this hustle off the ground, 'cause these bills is gonna stress a n*gga out
I got to, I got to

I gotta get my momma out the hood
Make sure that my kid is living good
I got to, I got to
I gotta get this hustle off the ground, 'cause these bills is gonna stress a n*gga out
I got to, I got to

[Outro: T-Rell]
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