Paul Wall - Got to Get It lyrics

Gotta get it i gotta get it
Girl you gotta grind
I'mma put it down, gotta get mine
But, you gotta get it, girl you gotta grind
I'mma put it down, gotta get mine
Gotta get mine, gotta, gotta get mine
I'mma put it down, gotta get mine
Gotta, gotta get mine, gotta, gotta get mine
I'mma put it down, I gotta get mine

I'm on the road to success
I strive to be the best
I never settle for less
If I'm broke I can't rest
A hustler in the flesh
And I'm smokin on the best
Cause, I deal with lots of stress
Out here in this paper quest
I'm makin progress, so I'm blessed, oh yes
And I'mma get it to my last dying breath
Then it's in peace I rest


I'm working with that bread like
A chef when he cook
Now I'm back to flippin paper
Like I'm reading a book
Staying real with your partners that's
A real good look
But when your cash stash low
All your boys get shook
I been searching for that paper
Like it's Natalie Holloway
8 days a week, plus I grind on holidays
There ain't no excuse for these
Boys to be broke
I know some hustlers in wheelchairs
We get it til we croak
From south pole, to south Post Oak
I gotta stack them C notes
So listen up close say I gotta get it

Gotta get it i gotta get it
Girl you gotta grind
I'mma put it down, gotta get mine
But, you gotta get it, girl you gotta grind
I'mma put it down, gotta get mine
Gotta get mine, gotta, gotta get mine
I'mma put it down, gotta get mine
Gotta, gotta get mine, gotta, gotta get mine
I'mma put it down, I gotta get mine

I gotta get them dollar signs
All of every kind
Partner, I need mine even them
Nickels and them dimes i'm out on the grind
Stingin every lick I find
Go & get it myself
There ain't no time to stand in line
I never fall behind
And yeah I'm full of that purple slime
But, I ain't dead yet, I'm just fine
I'm still in my prime
So I pack at least a nine
Cause these haters trying to block
My shine like mini blinds (I gotta get it)
Long as opportunity knock
I'mma get that guac and give it all that I
Got until my coffin drop the sun rise
I'm the first hustler on the block
And when the sun set
I'm still out here on the clock
I'm trying to hustle for them tickets
Like a traffic cop
I gotta hustle and get it partner
I never stop i take that paper real serious
Like Dwight Schrute
Stacking up loot all around the 610 Loop

Gotta get it i gotta get it
Girl you gotta grind
I'mma put it down, gotta get mine
But, you gotta get it, girl you gotta grind
I'mma put it down, gotta get mine
Gotta get mine, gotta, gotta get mine
I'mma put it down, gotta get mine
Gotta, gotta get mine, gotta, gotta get mine
I'mma put it down, I gotta get mine

I know the world in a recession
But, I'm still progressin
Take heed to my confession
Never fall to oppression
I learn from life's lesson
If you keep on pressin
You'll eventually end up on
Top like salad dressin
I'm never second guessin, I abide by faith
And however long the race
Gotta maintain pace
When the haters fall to waste
And my God grant grace
No matter what odds I face
I'mma be in first place
They hustlin in haste to feed expensive taste
But me
I gotta grind out there on that paper chase
They turn they back on clements
But, I'm still gon ride
Too many fish up in the water
Trying to float with the tide
No matter how high the gas price
I'm still gon drive
Quite crying and complaining, partner
Swallow your pride
While you blaming everybody for
Your same bad luck
I'mma be on the come up, sun down to sun-up
I gotta get it

Gotta get it i gotta get it
Girl you gotta grind
I'mma put it down, gotta get mine
But, you gotta get it, girl you gotta grind
I'mma put it down, gotta get mine
Gotta get mine, gotta, gotta get mine
I'mma put it down, gotta get mine
Gotta, gotta get mine, gotta, gotta get mine
I'mma put it down, I gotta get mine