Highs & Lows
Big K.R.I.T.
3:58I be gettin' to this money, you can check that I be gettin' to this money, no sit back This a done deal, when I pull up, I'm in real form I can pop a band, make this money go airborne Ayy, now it's cool, I'm mind-framed, fuckin' what you expect Went from scrapin' change out of the couch to cashin' checks And pushin' buckets like, fuck it, I never rocked on wheels Now it's donatin' some quarters to my paralytized pills Jet-sized as bigs, my vision forever clear I'm in places that you claim to be, but never here, never feel Man replies to all-time returns, I was born for this shit And failure's not my concern Most niggas dead weight, I gotta get 'em up off 'Cause all I ever had for 'em was a prayer and a cost Now bad bitches swap digits for the dick and it cost And I just shake 'em up, shake 'em up, shake 'em and toss 'em I be gettin' to this money, you can check that I be gettin' to this money, no sit back This a done deal, when I pull up, I'm in real form I can pop a band, make this money go airborne I be gettin' to this money, you can check that I be gettin' to this money, no sit back This a done deal, when I pull up, I'm in real form I can pop a band, make this money go airborne Money holds clothes, this is my agenda Pretty women call me off and broke niggas call me Mr. Render Coffee black nigga, no splendor Ain't shit sweet, but your girl gon' cream when she get her Taste of my flavor, I hit her with the biz marquee And the pretty brown bitch caught the vapor I just want some FaceTime, not the baby maker I'm peace on the pussy like, as-salamu alaykum Wa-laykum as-salam, right after she made me cum I thank her for the tongue, hold her teeth, extra gum She got my autofill, didn't spill from the lips So I paid her no attention, gave her Gucci as a tip, ay I be gettin' to this money, you can check that I be gettin' to this money, no sit back This a done deal, when I pull up, I'm in real form I can pop a band, make this money go airborne I be gettin' to this money, you can check that I be gettin' to this money, no sit back This a done deal, when I pull up, I'm in real form (done deal) I can pop a band (yeah), make this money go airborne I'ma take the shit over, not a threat That's a promise, I can eye your vein from here Kill your career in my pajamas Most of you niggas suck ass, pardon, I'm just bein' honest I can black tee it like Jesus, I can shirt and tie like Dennis I can spaz at Kranz, at Tekka, at Ali Stomp your ass in some J's, w-w-watch it in some valleys I'm a project nigga, I ain't come up in the valley Make music for your Aunt Jane, Tom, Dick, and Sally I alone am on my throne, I alone am in my zone And I don't need what's in that pipe or in that blunt or in that bone And I don't roam 'cause I dictate, and I don't bait 'cause I get cake I got about four or five hoes on the way, when they get here, then I get raped I got about 89 people, I'ma put money in the bank for when I get straight And I show love for a whole bunch of motherfuckers around this city, but I get hate As far as them beats, I got them records, I get them by the crate And then I chop, and I say every little motherfuckin' thing on my mind off top And then I start, and then I start, 'cause I'm so hard and I'm so great Oh my god, and anybody out there that don't really believe in my craft Can suck their water, suck A-Rod or Derek Jeter I don't give a fuck, get off my nuts You got a little money, little nigga, so what? You playin' by the rules, I ain't got no guts And your little broad ain't got no butt And she don't really count 'cause she's a slut And every little nigga with a little bit of ice done hit that hoe Hockey puck, man, I give up And y'all niggas ain't learn shit by now that you ain't gon' learn It ain't your time, it ain't your time, it ain't your will, it ain't your turn