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作曲 : Goodbye Tomorrow/Nathan Tomlins/Eddie Sang Pak/Yaroslav Blyudoy/Stan Blyudoy

作词 : Eddie Sang Pak/Nathan Tomlins/Stan Blyudoy/Yaroslav Blyudoy

Uh, mother****ers wanna talk about reality

I challenge all them mother****ers, I inscribe my reality

Don't talk about what's realistic

I'm a young genius, super hard workin' bitch

And I'm mad gifted

You ain't stressed, you ain't smoked, stay lifted

Word to my bitch P-Bam, he goin' feel this

You ain't really livin' til you hit the bottom

When you comin' from it, and you make it

To the top of the mountain

That's where the gold at

But gold's in your mind, never mind, never rush a bitch

Cause' I'm from the same city lil herb, bibby

And I'm already feelin' like a legend, Pac, Biggie

Diddy money ain't enough I'm tryna get it like Dre

Billion dollar mission, get the **** up out my way

Man these labels need to pay

I'm a bitch wit' an attitude, and I don't like to wait

I never touch on the brakes, never let up the pace

Look me in my face, try and tell a bitch he ain't great

You a fake, phony

Tell a bitch need 100, 000 dollars in my hand right now

If you ain't got it, get the **** away from me

If you don't want no problems, don't bothers us

Otherwise we cool, if you cool come **** with us

Tell 'em get in tune with the real, everybody sellin' lies

All these mother****ers in disguise, so I'mma need, I'mma need a

100, 000 dollars in my hand right now

Don't nobody ever give it

You just gotta go and get it (right now, right now)

So I'mma need, I'mma need a

100, 000 dollars in my hand right now

Don't nobody ever give it

You just gotta go and get it

Right now, right now, right now, right now, **** what

(Right now, right now, right now, right now, right now)

**** what

Loggin' all these hours

Someone need to cut the check

You've been formerly informed, ain't no form of disrespect

I'mma get it every minute, by the minute

If you ain't committed, then why we even talkin'

Bitch, you ain't got no business talkin' to me

You ain't talkin' 'bout me, you better wise up

Cause a bitch finna rise up

Blake Griffin slam dunk on ****ers from the risers

I'm comin' for you, gunnin' for it

Runnin' from it ain't an option

****** they be frontin', they be actin'

They should win an Oscar

Sick to my stomach, might just end up in a hospital

What you finna do, put yourself in my shoes

When they robbin' you

Nothin' is impossible, when you know you unstoppable

When you don't fear the consequence

Then you get the confidence

To be everything you 'pposed to be, uh

To all the ****ers that been waitin', ya'll late

Pump fake, game straight

Pull up, wipe the glove off, Gary Payton

I'm that type of bitch, when I shoot it, already made it

I don't need no validation, I been had my reservation for a while

I don't have the patience

You can see the dedication from the way I go to work

Small is a first, got a mission

I'm just used to seein' different shit

And the only thing that's missin' is a

100, 000 dollars in my hand right now

Don't nobody ever give it

You just gotta go and get it (right now, right now)

So I'mma need, I'mma need a

100, 000 dollars in my hand right now

Don't nobody ever give it

You just gotta go and get it

Right now, right now, right now, right now, **** what

(Right now, right now, right now, right now, right now)

**** what