Messy Marv, Big Scoob, Krizz Kaliko, Tech N9ne - Gain Green lyrics
Krizz Kaliko [Kansas City, Missouri, U.S.] 🇺🇸
Tech N9ne [Aaron Dontez Yates] Kansas City, Missouri, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Messy Marv, Big Scoob, Krizz Kaliko, Tech N9ne - Gain Green lyrics]
Who dat? Say they goin' through dat
I'm hustlin' for real, to get my cash grip
True dat
It's killing my nerves, what I deserve's
Many dollars to splurge
Some people follow my words
Still I talk slur
First to get drunk 'cause I lack it all time
I'm slammin' my liquor
My young nigga's still cryin'
Hollin' 'bout, "Huh? Daddy, wuh?
Son, I was stuck, daddy was full of that E"
Strugglin' tryin' get your paper right
Make you wanna pull a caper, right?
You get your money but a hater might
Stop you from rollin'
Pull up and straight put
Out your scraper lights
1 million sold independently
Tech N9ne, Strange Music, did it splendidly
Didn't pretend to be
Anybody else in this industry i blended the
Gangster rap rockin' with tremendous energy
But when the money comes
Yeah everybody's honeybunned
Funny ones runnin' come bum from me like
"Tech, can you front me some?"
And they don't know responsibilities
That you got
All of the families that I support
All of the others be causing a nigga to pop
On top of all that, when you make that shit
The IRS
Spot your money and then they take that shit
You make the cake that split
Instead of honesty
I should have took that lick
Run up in the bank with
Strength and whoop that trick
'Cause momma really needs homecare
But without Medicaid, no better days
Pay your own fare no assistance on there
I see the bigger picture
The government is fuckin' all of us
Soon as you get your paper
Them motherfuckers hit ya
Oh, man, i'm strugglin' but a setback
Happens every time
Gain green, Getcha money, mayne gain green
Oh, man, i'm strugglin' but a setback
Happens every time
Gain green, Getcha money, mayne gain green
Back at it
It's the Show Me Homie givin' the spit
Had to fall back, the town is hot
I chill with the Yicks
Federation, infiltration
Pussies flappin' they lips
If they comin', I ain't runnin'
Imma get em these flips blood is savage
But the cabbage ain't fakin' with mine
Bout that paper, on my maker
I'm addicted to grind
With that grind there be setbacks
That's part of the game if you fall nigga
Then bounce back as hard as you cane
Fight the storm and push it hard
And even harder in rain
Use your pain if you the hungerest
Be bargin' the aim
I can see this boy, I've been there
And it's on me again
So I reach out to the best out
Nigga messy and strange
Check my history, no mysteries
A hustler for mine
I'm a dog and dog will hunt
So Imma get it every time in the kitchen
Y'all already know I'm whippin' up lines
In fact I'm winnin' with
These kind of murder, heat every time
Oh, man, i'm strugglin' but a setback
Happens every time
Gain green, Getcha money, mayne gain green
Oh, man, i'm strugglin' but a setback
Happens every time
Gain green, Getcha money, mayne gain green
I used to sell pieces
But, I never had a piece of mine
Piece for the cheese
So I had to find a way to grind
Way to round, or a way around it
Head in the clouds but I'm grounded
Find a way around it
Founded up my dead Jeffersons, evident
I need more precedence, said the presidents
Niggas get paid off saying clever shit
I'm the definition of what you never did
You gain green
I'm get colored money off in the Netherlands
Now I'm breaking bread with executives
Papers what I expect from this
Check his respect
Saying Kali got a knack for this
Actually it's a game, gain green
That's my aim
Tryin' to get paid off Messy Marv's thang
KC and the Bay respect they stay connect
Hate reject, you pay for that
And even though Dre left
He still get a paycheck
And we on the same team
Out for the same thing
My niggas is Regime, tryin' to gain green
Oh, man, i'm strugglin' but a setback
Happens every time
Gain green, Getcha money, mayne gain green
Oh, man, i'm strugglin' but a setback
Happens every time
Gain green, Getcha money, mayne gain green
Yeah, get your money mayne
That was right, Tech, Tech
That's what I'm talkin' about
That one's for the boy, boy Young Masta
All the way from the K to the Bay
We all connected, you dig
It's for the Young Thunders
When they get full of that kush
You know what I mean
This that real shit, that gutter butter
Mayne
I'm hustlin' for real, to get my cash grip
True dat
It's killing my nerves, what I deserve's
Many dollars to splurge
Some people follow my words
Still I talk slur
First to get drunk 'cause I lack it all time
I'm slammin' my liquor
My young nigga's still cryin'
Hollin' 'bout, "Huh? Daddy, wuh?
Son, I was stuck, daddy was full of that E"
Strugglin' tryin' get your paper right
Make you wanna pull a caper, right?
You get your money but a hater might
Stop you from rollin'
Pull up and straight put
Out your scraper lights
1 million sold independently
Tech N9ne, Strange Music, did it splendidly
Didn't pretend to be
Anybody else in this industry i blended the
Gangster rap rockin' with tremendous energy
But when the money comes
Yeah everybody's honeybunned
Funny ones runnin' come bum from me like
"Tech, can you front me some?"
And they don't know responsibilities
That you got
All of the families that I support
All of the others be causing a nigga to pop
On top of all that, when you make that shit
The IRS
Spot your money and then they take that shit
You make the cake that split
Instead of honesty
I should have took that lick
Run up in the bank with
Strength and whoop that trick
'Cause momma really needs homecare
But without Medicaid, no better days
Pay your own fare no assistance on there
I see the bigger picture
The government is fuckin' all of us
Soon as you get your paper
Them motherfuckers hit ya
Oh, man, i'm strugglin' but a setback
Happens every time
Gain green, Getcha money, mayne gain green
Oh, man, i'm strugglin' but a setback
Happens every time
Gain green, Getcha money, mayne gain green
Back at it
It's the Show Me Homie givin' the spit
Had to fall back, the town is hot
I chill with the Yicks
Federation, infiltration
Pussies flappin' they lips
If they comin', I ain't runnin'
Imma get em these flips blood is savage
But the cabbage ain't fakin' with mine
Bout that paper, on my maker
I'm addicted to grind
With that grind there be setbacks
That's part of the game if you fall nigga
Then bounce back as hard as you cane
Fight the storm and push it hard
And even harder in rain
Use your pain if you the hungerest
Be bargin' the aim
I can see this boy, I've been there
And it's on me again
So I reach out to the best out
Nigga messy and strange
Check my history, no mysteries
A hustler for mine
I'm a dog and dog will hunt
So Imma get it every time in the kitchen
Y'all already know I'm whippin' up lines
In fact I'm winnin' with
These kind of murder, heat every time
Oh, man, i'm strugglin' but a setback
Happens every time
Gain green, Getcha money, mayne gain green
Oh, man, i'm strugglin' but a setback
Happens every time
Gain green, Getcha money, mayne gain green
I used to sell pieces
But, I never had a piece of mine
Piece for the cheese
So I had to find a way to grind
Way to round, or a way around it
Head in the clouds but I'm grounded
Find a way around it
Founded up my dead Jeffersons, evident
I need more precedence, said the presidents
Niggas get paid off saying clever shit
I'm the definition of what you never did
You gain green
I'm get colored money off in the Netherlands
Now I'm breaking bread with executives
Papers what I expect from this
Check his respect
Saying Kali got a knack for this
Actually it's a game, gain green
That's my aim
Tryin' to get paid off Messy Marv's thang
KC and the Bay respect they stay connect
Hate reject, you pay for that
And even though Dre left
He still get a paycheck
And we on the same team
Out for the same thing
My niggas is Regime, tryin' to gain green
Oh, man, i'm strugglin' but a setback
Happens every time
Gain green, Getcha money, mayne gain green
Oh, man, i'm strugglin' but a setback
Happens every time
Gain green, Getcha money, mayne gain green
Yeah, get your money mayne
That was right, Tech, Tech
That's what I'm talkin' about
That one's for the boy, boy Young Masta
All the way from the K to the Bay
We all connected, you dig
It's for the Young Thunders
When they get full of that kush
You know what I mean
This that real shit, that gutter butter
Mayne