Blue Money Skilla Baby

[Intro]
(The Circle)
(Yo, shout out DJ Limelights)
Huh?

[Chorus]
I can't get this money off my mind (I can't get this money off my mind)
Can't let nothin' throw me off my grind (Off my grind)
I can't get this money off my mind (Get this money off my mind)
You gon' get rich, it just takes some time
We gettin' blue money (We gettin' blue money)
We gettin' blue money (We gettin' blue money)
We— blue, blue money
We gettin' blue money
We gеttin' blue money (We gеttin' blue money)
We gettin' blue money (Blue money)
We— blue, blue money (Blue money)
We gettin' blue money (Huh? Push that shit out, Skilla)

[Verse 1]
I get up, hustle every day
Fuck a struggle, find a way
No fakin', life be tryna beat a nigga, Dr. Dre
Meditate, the label gave me 50K
Make my pape' get out the way
Niggas hate me, still gotta pay for everything I say
Keep a Georgia peach with me in the A
Candyman, I don't play
Say my name three times, I'm finna pop up with a K
I thank God every day
Lost some money, but I never lost my faith, I'ma be straight
I'll get a nigga scraped about my pape'
Niggas hate, but niggas ain't gon' bust a grape
I'ma always keep it real, I ain't good at bein' fake
Nigga short me on some pape', I'ma serve him all shake
You know we trap in all states
Traphouse all-American, all-state
I pull up with eighty apes in all Bape
Press a nigga, then we skate
I been hustlin' all my life, bendin' corners, jumpin' gates
My pops told me he knew I was gon' get rich when I was eight (Huh?)