One more nigga on the run   I just can't handle this, born in the land of the scandalous   Thirteen years of age at the time   Moms is kicking me, I gots to get mine      I load up my strap, map out my plan   Choose my victim, then motherfucker stick him   One more point that got scored for the   Up to no damn good, understood      Steps is getting low so I gots to get some more   Loads up the K, breaks out the back door   You know the routine, so run fool, here we go   Say back channel, keep your motherfucking hands up on the dash      And gives up the cash   One time is making a move on my ass   But I ain't sweating it 'cause ain't shit funny   Because it's all for the money      I gots to get mine, so I'm a take yours   I gots to get mine, so I'm a take yours      Just call me the come up kid   Hard times kicking it in the CPT   So that means I gotta do what I gotta do   And if you ain't down with the hype, fuck you      You're coming up short when I slang   So when I hit your corner, you're gonna be a goner   Nigga duck when my nine starts to buck   In it for the snaps so I'm crazy as fuck      I should be laying low 'cause one time is real hot   Need to make a nine so I rush your spot   And it's like that when I got the Philly   If you don't care someone else does the killing      So when you hit the end of the road ain't no turning back   I done signed a hood lifetime contract   Jacking and packing 'cause ain't shit funny   Because it's all for the money      I gots to get mine, so I'm a take yours   I gots to get mine, so I'm a take yours      Uh oh, there goes another beep on the beeper   One time sleep on the fucking night creeper   Trying to show stop on the sales   Pull fake braids but I still gets paid      Just say no? Fuck the TV   Trying to push the shit 'cause the weight is exceed   See me for the blast, Five-oh fly in fast   Mad 'cause I'm making more cash than they ass      Now I lay low in the cut   Label me the nigga with the fucking gangsta strut   Every hooptie got gold license plates   My birds fly out throughout the fucking states      Now my other half is telling me I'd better quit   But I ain't through in this shit, so I guess this is it   I'll be dead before I go out like a dummy   Why's that, G? 'Cause it's all for the money      I gots to get mine, so I'm a take yours   I gots to get mine, so I'm a take yours      I gots to get mine, so I'm a take yours   I gots to get mine, so I'm a take yours      I gots to get mine, so I'm a take yours   I gots to get mine, so I'm a take yours