[Verse 1:Wil$on]
Since a Lil one all I ever heard was worry bout your bread
Stick your head up in a book you'll never worry bout your meds
The hoes flock to commas,broke n***as basically dead
Avoid the led real n***as getting dollars instead
You can be whatever you choose,what a lawyer, doctor
Live on the top floor right by the helicopters
Feel like my whole life I been avoiding choppers
Even when I wasn't wrong get harrassed by coppers
But that can all change if I work hard
Might even get a white picket fence with a guard dog
And leave my kids a savings not a debt when I die
Heard they selling dreams tell me where the fuck can I buy


[Hook]
They told me get to the money
Get get to the money
Get get to the money yall
They told me get to the money
Get get to the money
Get get to the money yall
Nice Car
Nice Broads
I swear to God you can have it all
They told me get to the money
Get get to the money
Get get to the money yall

[Verse 2: Croosh]
Stay hungry,stay full of shit, Steve Jobs
They dont get it say im nuts,pecan
It doesnt matter they ain't on the shit I be on
See its just not in my blood to whip a Nissan
I see these rappers losing drive getting popped tires
Been told no a thousand times still im not tired
Invest in myself yeah my stocks higher
Clumsy with the flow all I do is drop fire
Won't be long until the money shows
When it comes I'll prolly blow it like a runny nose
Cop a Tesla cuz ive always wanted one of those
And buy a house in the woods where nobody goes
I see the critics getting upset
Thats how you know when your up next
I put in work cuz thats all I know of
Me and Wil$on on some Saudi shit, watch us blow up
Croosh

[Hook]