Yo Gotti
Recession Proof
[Intro]
Ayy, ayy, we havin' a conversation 'bout (I should start financial class)
How easy it is to make money
But it is even easy, easier to fuck it up (Tay Keith, fuck these n***as up)
You know what I'm sayin'?
Lotta n***as fucked up right now

[Pre-Chorus]
One mil', two mil', three mil'
Four cribs, ten cars, epidemic hit
That Corona shit, left no jobs (Damn)
Rap n***as didn't save well
All them Richard Milles, now they for sale
All that cap shit, didn't do well
I know I'm good, I'm like "Oh, well" (Oh, well, oh well)

[Chorus]
I'm a real hustler, I'm recession proof ('cession proof)
I know how to make the paper then stack it too (Stack it up)
I'm a real hustler, I know what to do (I know what to do, I know what to do)
I'ma flip the paper, I'm recession proof (I'm recession proof)
I'm a real hustler, I'm like thirty up (I'm like thirty M's up, n***a)
I'm a street n***a, 'fore we poppin' out, we back re-in' up
I'm a real hustler, I take risks n***a (I take risks n***a)
I'm a street n***a, I ain't goin' broke for no bitch n***a
[Verse 1]
Conference call wit' the team, Bagg here, Youngsta here, where Dugg at? (Yo really)
No more shows this year (You hear me)
So we goin' where the plug at (Okay)
Hit me or hit Block (Hit 'em online)
Got, paper throw it in the pot
Got good prices on the trees (For real)
And extra numbers on the blocks (Even better)
I spent a house for a watch
And I can do this shit again (And again, and again)
They gettin' money and you broke (Huh?)
That n***a probably ain't your friend (Yeah)
Bein' greedy, that's a sin (Not over here)
Bosses gotta feed they men (Always)
Real leaders gotta lead the way
All the way to the end (N***a)
Negotiations with the label
No cap, fifty mil' on the table (Real, for real)
They know money can't persuade 'em (Not me)
The deal's just not in our favor (So fuck 'em)
We'll grindin' up the long way
'Fore we do that shit the wrong way
I'ma hustle like the song say
I'ma stack it up the strong way

[Pre-Chorus]
One mil', two mil', three mil'
Four cribs, ten cars, epidemic hit
That Corona shit, left no jobs (Damn)
Rap n***as didn't save well
All them Richard Milles, now they for sale
All that cap shit, didn't do well
I know I'm good, I'm like "Oh, well" (Oh, well, oh well)
[Chorus]
I'm a real hustler, I'm recession proof ('cession proof)
I know how to make the paper then stack it too (Stack it up)
I'm a real hustler, I know what to do (I know what to do, I know what to do)
I'ma flip the paper, I'm recession proof (I'm recession proof)
I'm a real hustler, I'm like thirty up (I'm like thirty M's up, n***a)
I'm a street n***a, 'fore we poppin' out, we back re-in' up (Back re-in' up, beep)
I'm a real hustler, I take risks n***a (I take risks n***a)
I'm a street n***a, I ain't goin' broke for no bitch n***a

[Verse 2]
N***a, I can count better than aa CPA
Made a business out of sellin' that yay
Seein' n***as spend they money 'fore the n***as got paid
I'm thinkin' like, "These n***as crazy"
Like me tryna keep up with Jay and Em
Financially, n***as better know they lanes
Now I'm up, I'm a multi-millionnaire
That shit just ain't the same
Never get offended, I'm motivated
Havin' money talks with Puff, I appreciate it
School of hard knocks, I graduated
School of hard rocks, I participated
Back to the street shit
Hatin' on the next n***a, you ain't gon' be shit
What you eat don't make me shit
So how you spend yours? Don't give two shits
[Pre-Chorus]
One mil', two mil', three mil'
Four cribs, ten cars, epidemic hit
That Corona shit, left no jobs (Damn)
Rap n***as didn't save well
All them Richard Milles, now they for sale
All that cap shit, didn't do well
I know I'm good, I'm like "Oh, well" (Oh, well, oh well)

[Outro]
I'm a real hustler, I'm recession proof ('cession proof)
I know how to make the paper then stack it too (Stack it up)
I'm a real hustler, I know what to do (I know what to do, I know what to do)
I'ma flip the paper, I'm recession proof (I'm recession proof)