DJ QUIK Vince Staples

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[Intro]
If it don't make dollars, it don't make sense
So don't kill game, let the pimpin'—

[Verse 1]
I ain't never quittin' on my homies from the set
Rather die a legend than be livin' with regrets
Granny up in Heaven, know she watch a nigga back
G Class, flyin' down' Orizaba Ave
I know that you love me but you gotta give me space
Money hungry women do whatever for a taste
All my people in the hood, what it's finna take
To have everybody livin' good? I don't wanna wait
In a minute, I'ma bust a juug, I'ma make a play
Hit the homie up and hit a lick, run in where you stay
All the pressure I be dealin' with, still ain't ever change
I'm about the money, I ain't fuckin' with the fame

[Chorus]
DJ Quik (Get paid, get paid, young nigga, get paid)
If it don't make dollars, then it don't make sense
(Get paid, young nigga, get paid, get paid, young nigga, get paid)
DJ Quik (Get paid, get paid, young nigga, get paid)
If it don't make dollars, then it don't make sense
(Get paid, young nigga, get paid, get paid, young nigga, get paid, get paid)