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Funny how time flies
Funny how one thing leads to another
Funny how mothers cry
Funny how we live at night and in the gutter
Funny how cash rules everything around me
Funny how people never seem to change
Funny how my closest friend is my rebuttal
Seems like it all will change if I can get paid, whoa

Nigga gotta find a way
Find a way to make some money
Nigga gotta find a way
Find a way to make some cash
Got to find a way

Nigga gotta find a way
Find a way to make some money
Nigga gotta find a way
Find a way to make some cash
Got to find a way

I was giving this a lot of thought
Should I trip? Should I not? Should I set this off?
A whole lotta pressure is on my shoulders
My soul is with all my niggaz I roll with, so know this
Cut the bullshit, take it back to the music
Use it right, don't matter what you do with it
I'm here to represent the real
I still stayed g'ed up unless must I will

I stayed up all night, I argue and fight by myself
This can't be right
'Cuz if the lights were the sound of the siren
I'd make you niggaz get a deal and act wild
I'm for real and I can see through these suckers
That dick riding motherfuckers
Yeah, that's me bustin' 'cuz I'm a hustler for the chips
And I'm trippin 'cuz I'm sick of this shit, listen

Nigga gotta find a way
Find a way to make some money
Nigga gotta find a way
Find a way to make some cash
Got to find a way

Nigga gotta find a way
Find a way to make some money
Nigga gotta find a way
Find a way to make some cash
Got to find a way

It wasn't about money up front
All a nigga wanted was a big gold chain and a blunt
Why? What do you mean?
Living my Auntie Mary and I ain't having a damn thing
I can't get a job, I might as well steal and rob
Man, life is so hard
Hanging in my homie garage while other niggaz
Doing the killing for a living in the city of stars

I got a lick but I ain't got a car
Nigga slippin' leaving a sack by the bar
And I seen where he set it, thought he had hid it
Nope, and now I'm about to go get it
Come up, I gotta stay run up
Left eye open while I'm sleep with the gun up
Please don't run up about that money I'm funny
My nigga, you'll get done up

Nigga gotta find a way
Find a way to make some money
Nigga gotta find a way
Find a way to make some cash
Got to find a way

Nigga gotta find a way
Find a way to make some money
Nigga gotta find a way
Find a way to make some cash
Got to find a way
Funny how time flies   Funny how one thing leads to another   Funny how mothers cry   Funny how we live at night and in the gutter   Funny how cash rules everything around me   Funny how people never seem to change   Funny how my closest friend is my rebuttal   Seems like it all will change if I can get paid, whoa      Nigga gotta find a way   Find a way to make some money   Nigga gotta find a way   Find a way to make some cash   Got to find a way      Nigga gotta find a way   Find a way to make some money   Nigga gotta find a way   Find a way to make some cash   Got to find a way      I was giving this a lot of thought   Should I trip? Should I not? Should I set this off?   A whole lotta pressure is on my shoulders   My soul is with all my niggaz I roll with, so know this   Cut the bullshit, take it back to the music   Use it right, don't matter what you do with it   I'm here to represent the real   I still stayed g'ed up unless must I will      I stayed up all night, I argue and fight by myself   This can't be right   'Cuz if the lights were the sound of the siren   I'd make you niggaz get a deal and act wild   I'm for real and I can see through these suckers   That dick riding motherfuckers   Yeah, that's me bustin' 'cuz I'm a hustler for the chips   And I'm trippin 'cuz I'm sick of this shit, listen      Nigga gotta find a way   Find a way to make some money   Nigga gotta find a way   Find a way to make some cash   Got to find a way      Nigga gotta find a way   Find a way to make some money   Nigga gotta find a way   Find a way to make some cash   Got to find a way      It wasn't about money up front   All a nigga wanted was a big gold chain and a blunt   Why? What do you mean?   Living my Auntie Mary and I ain't having a damn thing   I can't get a job, I might as well steal and rob   Man, life is so hard   Hanging in my homie garage while other niggaz   Doing the killing for a living in the city of stars      I got a lick but I ain't got a car   Nigga slippin' leaving a sack by the bar   And I seen where he set it, thought he had hid it   Nope, and now I'm about to go get it   Come up, I gotta stay run up   Left eye open while I'm sleep with the gun up   Please don't run up about that money I'm funny   My nigga, you'll get done up      Nigga gotta find a way   Find a way to make some money   Nigga gotta find a way   Find a way to make some cash   Got to find a way      Nigga gotta find a way   Find a way to make some money   Nigga gotta find a way   Find a way to make some cash   Got to find a way