Aye MVP you went crazy on this one
Yeah!
Uhh
Designer!
Uh,
I gotta get it, gotta get it, gotta get it pray to lord that I get it gotta make it out the trenches
Feel like I'm stuck in the trenches
Feel like I'm stuck!, I gotta make it out
Uh,
I gotta get it, gotta get it, gotta get it pray to lord that I get it gotta make it out the trenches
Feel like I'm stuck in the trenches
Feel like I'm stuck!, I gotta make it out
I'm a beast in the east I hold it down for my decease and all my family
Gotta watch my friends and all my family
Mostly all my peers got shot or they catching static
Uh
And that's automatic in traffic that's automatic
With them automatic semi's bangin at yo cabbage got me dancin wit the dead
Feeling like michael jackson
I be bustin off them percs gherbo swervin in some action you just talking I ain't laughin hit you and all yo captains I ain't cappin
I gotta get it, gotta get it, gotta get it pray to lord that I get it gotta make it out the trenches
Feel like I'm stuck in the trenches
Feel like I'm stuck!, I gotta make it out
Uh,
I gotta get it, gotta get it, gotta get it pray to lord that I get it gotta make it out the trenches
Feel like I'm stuck in the trenches
Feel like I'm stuck!, I gotta make it out
Uh,
Wen I was down they weren't around
But now I'm up they come around But I don't need them niggas now
Can't give a handshake or a pound
Hold Up,
I know that they don't feel me
They say winnin come wit envy
But I'm so comfortable in my city
My mommy told me that she pray for me
I'm prayin that I make it out my family the depend on me
Cause I can't let em down at all
I got my back against the wall
And I won't let em see me fall
Niggas switchin teams up but I'm still wit the gang
Loyalty over fame it's bigger than the name
Treat all my niggas like royalty keep em close to me
Never bitch get in between that's how it's suppose to be
Tell the labels bring the money I got the power I finesse watch how I bubble wit a check And they been knowin I was next
Where I'm from you get more time for drugs than a body
Some niggas vouchin for niggas who told on somebody
But I won't bend break or fold forever stickin to the code
Cause in this life that's all I know
I made it thru some hard times
I'm going so hard for mines
I'll be damn if you starve mines
I gotta get it, gotta get it, gotta get it pray to lord that I get it gotta make it out the trenches
Feel like I'm stuck in the trenches
Feel like I'm stuck!, I gotta make it out
Uh,
I gotta get it, gotta get it, gotta get it pray to lord that I get it gotta make it out the trenches
Feel like I'm stuck in the trenches
Feel like I'm stuck!, I gotta make it out
Finesse - Gotta Get It (feat. G'z) Lyrics
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Aye MVP you went crazy on this one
Yeah!
Uhh
Designer!
Uh,
I gotta get it, gotta get it, gotta get it pray to lord that I get it gotta make it out the trenches
Feel like I'm stuck in the trenches
Feel like I'm stuck!, I gotta make it out
Uh,
I gotta get it, gotta get it, gotta get it pray to lord that I get it gotta make it out the trenches
Feel like I'm stuck in the trenches
Feel like I'm stuck!, I gotta make it out
I'm a beast in the east I hold it down for my decease and all my family
Gotta watch my friends and all my family
Mostly all my peers got shot or they catching static
Uh
And that's automatic in traffic that's automatic
With them automatic semi's bangin at yo cabbage got me dancin wit the dead
Feeling like michael jackson
I be bustin off them percs gherbo swervin in some action you just talking I ain't laughin hit you and all yo captains I ain't cappin
I gotta get it, gotta get it, gotta get it pray to lord that I get it gotta make it out the trenches
Feel like I'm stuck in the trenches
Feel like I'm stuck!, I gotta make it out
Uh,
I gotta get it, gotta get it, gotta get it pray to lord that I get it gotta make it out the trenches
Feel like I'm stuck in the trenches
Feel like I'm stuck!, I gotta make it out
Uh,
Wen I was down they weren't around
But now I'm up they come around But I don't need them niggas now
Can't give a handshake or a pound
Hold Up,
I know that they don't feel me
They say winnin come wit envy
But I'm so comfortable in my city
My mommy told me that she pray for me
I'm prayin that I make it out my family the depend on me
Cause I can't let em down at all
I got my back against the wall
And I won't let em see me fall
Niggas switchin teams up but I'm still wit the gang
Loyalty over fame it's bigger than the name
Treat all my niggas like royalty keep em close to me
Never bitch get in between that's how it's suppose to be
Tell the labels bring the money I got the power I finesse watch how I bubble wit a check And they been knowin I was next
Where I'm from you get more time for drugs than a body
Some niggas vouchin for niggas who told on somebody
But I won't bend break or fold forever stickin to the code
Cause in this life that's all I know
I made it thru some hard times
I'm going so hard for mines
I'll be damn if you starve mines
I gotta get it, gotta get it, gotta get it pray to lord that I get it gotta make it out the trenches
Feel like I'm stuck in the trenches
Feel like I'm stuck!, I gotta make it out
Uh,
I gotta get it, gotta get it, gotta get it pray to lord that I get it gotta make it out the trenches
Feel like I'm stuck in the trenches
Feel like I'm stuck!, I gotta make it out
Yeah!
Uhh
Designer!
Uh,
I gotta get it, gotta get it, gotta get it pray to lord that I get it gotta make it out the trenches
Feel like I'm stuck in the trenches
Feel like I'm stuck!, I gotta make it out
Uh,
I gotta get it, gotta get it, gotta get it pray to lord that I get it gotta make it out the trenches
Feel like I'm stuck in the trenches
Feel like I'm stuck!, I gotta make it out
I'm a beast in the east I hold it down for my decease and all my family
Gotta watch my friends and all my family
Mostly all my peers got shot or they catching static
Uh
And that's automatic in traffic that's automatic
With them automatic semi's bangin at yo cabbage got me dancin wit the dead
Feeling like michael jackson
I be bustin off them percs gherbo swervin in some action you just talking I ain't laughin hit you and all yo captains I ain't cappin
I gotta get it, gotta get it, gotta get it pray to lord that I get it gotta make it out the trenches
Feel like I'm stuck in the trenches
Feel like I'm stuck!, I gotta make it out
Uh,
I gotta get it, gotta get it, gotta get it pray to lord that I get it gotta make it out the trenches
Feel like I'm stuck in the trenches
Feel like I'm stuck!, I gotta make it out
Uh,
Wen I was down they weren't around
But now I'm up they come around But I don't need them niggas now
Can't give a handshake or a pound
Hold Up,
I know that they don't feel me
They say winnin come wit envy
But I'm so comfortable in my city
My mommy told me that she pray for me
I'm prayin that I make it out my family the depend on me
Cause I can't let em down at all
I got my back against the wall
And I won't let em see me fall
Niggas switchin teams up but I'm still wit the gang
Loyalty over fame it's bigger than the name
Treat all my niggas like royalty keep em close to me
Never bitch get in between that's how it's suppose to be
Tell the labels bring the money I got the power I finesse watch how I bubble wit a check And they been knowin I was next
Where I'm from you get more time for drugs than a body
Some niggas vouchin for niggas who told on somebody
But I won't bend break or fold forever stickin to the code
Cause in this life that's all I know
I made it thru some hard times
I'm going so hard for mines
I'll be damn if you starve mines
I gotta get it, gotta get it, gotta get it pray to lord that I get it gotta make it out the trenches
Feel like I'm stuck in the trenches
Feel like I'm stuck!, I gotta make it out
Uh,
I gotta get it, gotta get it, gotta get it pray to lord that I get it gotta make it out the trenches
Feel like I'm stuck in the trenches
Feel like I'm stuck!, I gotta make it out
Writer: Darryl McKnight, Dashawn Gibson
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Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, O/B/O DistroKid