The Hustle Continues Get money is Get money is Put your mind in Something you want To come true Get money is What I do Thought you'd know Get money is What I do Thought you'd know Get money is What I do Get money is What I do Thought you'd know I remember all the nights On different corners Spittin' pitch and water Now I'm richer off the *** I thought of From the home of the richest ballers I'm Richard Porter mixed with Mr. Porter This picture all the jiggy *** I ordered I went to France and almost got deported The fans is screamin' when I hit the border I visit Nice like it's my sister's daughter Vision broad, I thought of all the different kids in all All without a sip of water Time to get my *** in order And do something different, gettin' tired of the same old *** When I spit in lines by the six and nines I sip, these kids do listen for us I see prison for us And we pull back, that's a true fact Get money, yeah I do that, thought you knew that Get money is What I do Thought you'd know Get money is What I do Thought you'd know Get money is What I do Thought you'd know Get money is What I do Candy Lord Slider, I'm a soul survivor Keep a sweet in my visor, bitch, I'm keepin' it live But then I add the joke, I think fast, talk slow He think he want a war, but he don't really wanna go Need to get me some head from Sheryl Crow A hell of a blow from a millionaire snow You can waste your time with the goody-goody two shoes I'm puttin' them on the spot, I give a ho the blues I'm touchin' on a cop, I put her on the block You think I'm startin' over, bitch, I ain't never stop Poppin' a Trump and testin' the pills Don't give a *** about where you from Don't give a *** about how you feel Get money is What I do Thought you'd know Get money is What I do Thought you'd know Get money is What I do Thought you'd know Get money is What I do Thought you'd know I'm a best deal in this game I'm rich, bitch, like Rick James Got a group of hoes and M.I.A. Got a condo in this game The Louis store, I drop bands The Gucci store, I drop bands Product store, I want ham My leverage, it cost a lamb Your girlfriend a groupie Like, try that, she wanna chew me Hell no, I ain't cuffin' them I'm a dog just like Snoopy And when I leave the mall Sold out, everyday shoppin' Taylor Gang, blowin' money Fifty thousand on Rich Watches Hundred thousand in a plastic bag We takin' all, bitch, pack your bags Bitch, I came from havin' nothin' Damn right, I have to brag Drop me and I'll pop your ass Stupid nigga, get a body bag All I talk is money, ho Rich niggas don't lollygag Get money is What I do Thought you'd know Get money is What I do Thought y'all knew Get money is What I do Get money is What I do Get money is the main reason most people wake up The root of why most relationships are startin' break up Why niggas get haircuts and bitches do makeup Why we take them penitentiary chances We shake up, it's an everyday struggle For the almighty dollar Some is in the streets and some is workin' blue collar Reel up in the feelin', man, it make you wanna holla Say a prayer for a player, amen, inshallah Been like that and the damn thing changed Money on mine and bread on my brain Candy painters gon' drip that stain Lean on leather, grippin' my grain See, ain't a damn thing changed but the weather So if you ain't breakin' bread, then we can't even sit together Get money is What I do