
Go N Get It Ace Hood
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[Intro]
I do it
Blood, sweat, tears
Ace Hood (I do it)
Uh
[Chorus]
Another day, another dollar
Every twenty-four, I'm thinkin' money and the power
Bills due, money runnin' low
Plus my cousin lost her mind and had an overdose
Way too many problems, got me stressed out
What you do when you got seven days to move out?
Go and get it, go and get it
Go and get it, I'm out here chasin' cream
Go and get it, go and get it
Go and get it, need it by any mean
[Verse 1]
Uh, money the root of evil, guess I’m the devil then
Bag full of dead faces like Afghanistan
Hundred K or better, custom made Berettas
All about that paper cheddar, hoppin' out that Beamer leather
Tell 'em get a load of this bezel, big face and the rocks all pebbles
Don't grind then a nigga don't shine, fuck y'all, gotta get mine
Big dawg, big money on mind, from the night to the sunup rise
Money, it never sleeps, got bags up under my eyes
Just know I gotta get it, mama very sickly
Plus I'm expectin' twins, that's just what Heaven sent me
God fearin' nigga, cause I'm who in the flesh
'Fore I let my people starve, God bless my soul to rest
I do it
Blood, sweat, tears
Ace Hood (I do it)
Uh
[Chorus]
Another day, another dollar
Every twenty-four, I'm thinkin' money and the power
Bills due, money runnin' low
Plus my cousin lost her mind and had an overdose
Way too many problems, got me stressed out
What you do when you got seven days to move out?
Go and get it, go and get it
Go and get it, I'm out here chasin' cream
Go and get it, go and get it
Go and get it, need it by any mean
[Verse 1]
Uh, money the root of evil, guess I’m the devil then
Bag full of dead faces like Afghanistan
Hundred K or better, custom made Berettas
All about that paper cheddar, hoppin' out that Beamer leather
Tell 'em get a load of this bezel, big face and the rocks all pebbles
Don't grind then a nigga don't shine, fuck y'all, gotta get mine
Big dawg, big money on mind, from the night to the sunup rise
Money, it never sleeps, got bags up under my eyes
Just know I gotta get it, mama very sickly
Plus I'm expectin' twins, that's just what Heaven sent me
God fearin' nigga, cause I'm who in the flesh
'Fore I let my people starve, God bless my soul to rest
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