Thre3-O - Gettin' Money (Livin' Life)

Getting money
Living life like I’m pose to be
Getting money like I’m pose to be
On my way back over seas
Feel like pac all eyes on me
But TI Nigga u don’t know me
Im Genuine still the same ol G
Getting money Getting money like I’m pose to be
Living life
Ring the alarm real Nigga stay calm
But you can’t even fight don’t know what side that you on
If you don’t stand for some. you gone fall for it all
I can’t live my life like that I wear my heart on my arm
Ain’t got no poker face I am who I are
Ima Don u pron dispose of you just for fun
Reckless like like hit n run
I just makes sure she come way be for I’m done
Dat mean she get more than one
Ima son of a gun and a father of one
My nuts they weigh a ton I be dragging the rug
My life money and bud and a whole lotta love
A lotta sushi and trips I smack my wife on her butt
All my favorite movies is the ones about thugs
She come up to me don’t ask no hoe bout no hug
Gap boy on the beat this nigga set fire to the drums
I roll up butane then I set fire to my lungs
Getting money
Living life like I’m pose to be
Getting money like I’m pose to be
On my way back over seas
Feel like pac all eyes on me
But TI Nigga you don’t know me
Im Genuine still the same ol G
Getting money Getting money like I’m pose to be
Living life
They labeled me a millennial
I grew up holding my genitals
Basing my life off of principles
I figured out how to bend the rules
Always respect all the generals
Don’t pay no mind to subliminals
You gotta finesse like a finger roll
Cuz Ain’t none free but a dinner roll
But u still gotta buy the whole dinner doe
Hopefully she open like centerfolds
Dat you mean u by a dinner and get a show
They told me get money in intervals
I rather get money continual
I live my life push the envelope
I lose my mind where the limits go
I was moving to fast chasing that cash a mess around Nigga got virdigo
Knowing no body gone help me doe
It’s up to me if I wanna go if I wanna grow if I want mo
It be da niggaz with no driiiive. dat always ask where u finna go
You can be part of the mission doe
You just prolly gotta pay admission doe
Next stop Costa Rica den we gone hit up Morocco
Plant based investments my money in weed and apple
You claim dat you tired give fuck bout yo tires this life is a ma fucn pot whole
You claim you a rider but u ain’t no rider
When it had got bumpy you let go dis ain’t no eggo
Getting money
Living life like I’m pose to be
Getting money like I’m pose to be
On my way back over seas
Feel like pac all eyes on me
But TI Nigga you don’t know me
Im Genuine still the same ol G
Getting money Getting money like I’m pose to be
Living life

Written by:
Will Parker

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