Dont get it Confused ft Gucci Man

(Hook)
I had to transition fame from Ambition
(Don't get it Confused)

Im not a Rap n***a, But i can rap n***a!
(Don't get it confused)

I took a damn break, But I got a fan base
(Just look at the views)

I never break
I gotta do what it takes
I gotta Do what it takes

(Hitta Castro)

Mann
Im tryna make millions
I got away from the jealousy
And all the fake feelings
Now that i got to the bag
These nikkas is mad cause i see the hate building
I gotta get to the money
Its nothing but money out here
And i gotta be humble
I gotta count it in bundles
Im straight to the bank
To stack it the way it keep coming
We on the road 2 the riches
My shooter unload with them switches (Ah)
Gotta keep hold of my pistol
Yall nikkas don't be in the trenches
But now i got wop on the feature
Im popping they claim they my ops
They ain't popping up either
Ill throw a flag on the play
You think you a shooter
I bet i could block your receiver
Yall betta get to the chedda
The hating ain't making it better
Ima keep stacking my cheese
And packing my weapon
I swear ill be back in a second ugh

With a big tool, Money Long 6'2
I don't do small talk
Get to the money homie
That's a big mood yeah

But rap wise
You can see confidence in me
That's cause of the strap-size
Get baptized
I don't be fucking with n***as
They giving me bad vibes
Hitta cas they doing bad
I guess im to blame now
Had to get back in the lab
Straight to the bag
So they no my name now

(Hook)
I had to transition fame from Ambition
(Don't get it Confused)
Im not a Rap n***a, But i can rap n***a!
(Don't get it confused)

I took a damn break, But I got a fan base
(Just look at the views)

I never break
I gotta do what it takes
I gotta Do what it takes


[Verse: Gucci Mane]

Bad, bad bitches, y'all n***as and G's
My enemies be on my dick, they look like groupies to me
My bad, that's your girlfriend, then why she leaving with me
We ain't dated a week but still she gave me a key
I seen your homeboy picture, man, a gram of the three
I told him count them bands up, I gotta sell me a key
And even though you see me MTV Jam of the Week
I got the stupid and rich game a n***a ever done seen
I got the kangaroo money, bout to jump off my jeans
I call a hundred thousand dollars, I was just in my timbs
NBA money, n***a, this just one of my rings
You say your n***a getting' money, that ain't no money to me
(CHORUS)

I had to transition fame from Ambition
(Don't get it Confused)

Im not a Rap n***a, But i can rap n***a!
(Don't get it confused)

I took a damn break, But I got a fan base
(Just look at the views)

I never break
I gotta do what it takes
I gotta Do what it takes