[Intro:]
God, oh, God!
I've been working all goddamn year, I just got my check,
I'm ‘bout to spend it all on me, I'm worth it.
[Bridge:]
Hol' up, tell me what you see,
Pull up, watch these muthafuckers freak,
Why don'tcha say “waddup” though when you see me in the streets?
G.O.O.D. Music in this bitch, now drop that muthafuckin' beat!
[Chorus:]
Okay, this to all of my enemies that seein' me gettin' guap right now,
Seein' me gettin' guap right now, seein' me gettin' guap right now,
This to all of my hatin' hoes that seein' me gettin' guap right now,
Seein' me gettin' guap right now, hell yeah, I won't stop right now;
This to all my old hoes that seein' me gettin' guap right now,
Seein' me gettin' guap right now, hell yeah, I won't stop right now,
Seein' me gettin' guap right now, hell nah, I won't stop right now,
Hell nah, I won't stop right now, seein' me gettin' guap right now.
[Verse 1:]
Okay, I need fifty K large, right now,
My momma needed a new crib, right now,
My daddy need a new car, right now,
So I be goin' so hard, right now,
Detroit is my yard, right now,
I need a seventeen car garage, right now,
I need a seventeen broad ménage, right now,
I need a jail house to free my dawgs, right now,
I done paid taxes, paid dues, paid bills my whole life
So I'ma throw money in the air, like I'm tryin' to pay the sky,
Told myself, “Man, if I can't live like this, I'd rather die,”
I give it up to God, and he always replies,
“Control yo hoes, you let her talk to you crazy.
You got baby mama drama, you ain't even got you no baby!”
You fugazi, boss up, boss up with your time, dawg,
You ain't got time for no hoes, I ain't even got time for time off,
I'm on.
[Chorus]
[Verse 2:]
Okay, I need fifty K large, right now,
My homie just beat the charge, right now,
My brother need a new job, right now,
So I be goin' so hard, right now,
I need my face on a black card, right now,
My iPhone need a charge, right now,
My fish tank need sharks, right now,
I need a blimp to say the world's ours, right now,
So these niggas can know I do what they can't,
I'm stuntin' for all the people who ain't.
You still hatin'? You should be fuckin' ashamed.
Far as I came, guess when you're runnin' the game they want you to sprain,
Yeah, I know, but I don't get my stress on.
Takin' shots, swear, it's like my stomachs made of Teflon,
They like, “Boy, won't you get your rest on?”
Bitch, ‘cause I'm up for every hour I was slept on,
And last night I dreamed about two girls, bisexual,
They was tryin' things, trisexual,
Then I woke up in a city where the population match the death toll,
Drew my blueprint, got it illustrated, F.F. affiliated.
Millions chasin' go to sleep, wake up continuated,
Life of a Don, Sean Don sippin', never had a palm readin',
Always had my palms itchin' time to get it.
Boy, I was taught to get it till it's gone,
Even when I got it, watch me get it like I don't.
[Bridge]
[Chorus]
[Outro:]
Right now, whoa! [x6]
This to all my enemies that see me gettin' guap right now,
See me gettin' guap right now, hell yeah, won't stop right now;
See me gettin' guap right now, hell nah, won't stop right now,
Hell nah, won't stop right now, see me gettin' guap right now.
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