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get money - kris the $pirit lyrics

[intro]
uh*huh, woah
what, what, huh

[verse 1]
ghost in a sh*ll, born in a h*llhole
no one to help, holes in the walls in all the bedrooms
from the rats and roaches, only attracts vultures
i put that on the map, but they want me to stack fortunes
before they show respect, i’m turning my back on ’em
f*ck that street cred, i was standing on that corner
loner, no one with me, was pinching a d*mn dollar
selling fake jordans and forces, your mans bought ’em
wait, i’m transforming, pineal gland open
they only see the surface, just look at the brands on ’em
my sweater from j*pan and my jewelry, can’t show it
that breeds hatе, let me just live in my drеam state
penthouse floors, came from the muddiest outdoors
notorious, chasing that money, i found war
the bloodiest, misery rain like a downpour
and it won’t stop, i’m noah, my ark at the boat dock
i stay afloat, divinity guide me, just stay woke
money ain’t evil like people that stay broke
i’ve been there, popping champagne, i said cheers
to my d*mn self in the d*mn mirror, i’m like that
[chorus]
get money, get money
get money, coming from my side of the track
get money, get money
get money, back and forth, in and out of that trap
get money, get money
get money, i put the p on the map
get money, get money
get money, i really had to adapt (ayy)

[verse 2]
first of that month money, we changed it
doubled it, cocaine in a pot, got burnt fingers
og gon’ show us the plot, but that boy dangerous
i hand to switch the hustle, my money bag was inflated
i do that, flexing like bruce banner with two stacks
we never had nothing but pure juice on a boom*bap
in the room rapping, f*ck any tune, i’ma ruin that
tryna pass the time, not a dime in our d*mn pockets
n*ggas middle*class, i was blasting my d*mn rocket
jock my whole style, i was watching them guys watching
they wanna see me lose, versace my eye socket
and i’m spinnin’ too, i was driving like ryan gosling
nothing left to prove, i’m the guy that they tried stopping
what i got get split in two for the family, i got ’em
[outro]
money, get money
get money, coming from my side of the track
get money, get money
get money, back and forth, in and out of that trap
get money, get money
get money, i put the p on the map
get money, get money
get money, i really had to adapt

- kris the pirit lyrics

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