Get Money Kid Tini (Ft. Stogie T & Styles P)

[Verse 1: Kid Tini]
Yo, get money, get money, get money, get it
Every enemy turned to a memory, ain't it?
I got the recipe, they sound like Sesame ain't it?
I pen a movie while they pen a parody, ain't it?
Readily waiting on destiny getting me anxious
You ain't affecting me bars elementary
Basically, you ain't a victim, this ain't a melody save it
I breathe rap, nigga, you need a special occasion
Get money, get money, get money, get money, get it
Me and the snare got some genuine chemistry, Ain't it
Cleverly placed, I'm gone after remedy faded
Secondly bitch, I ain't come all this way to be basic
I ain't come all this way to be basic
I got shot for the fam, I wanna [?] play with
Slave to the cake and I'm baking, I'm aiming for greatness
Diversity certainly, with verses I'm able to shape shift
Out of this world with the pen like I came with a space ship
I seen them hating and endorsing those who were napping awaken
This shit was written and I dare you to try and erase it
Lord of the cadence, I'm praying I make it and stay there
Never go blind by the rays of the shine that I'm chasing

[Hook: Kid Tini, Styles P]
Get money, get money, get money, get money, get it (Yeah, Tini)
Get money, get money, get money, get money, get it