Figg Get Da Money

The flow, is in the pocket like wallets, I got the bounce like hydraulics

I can't call it, I got the swerve like alco... Fuck that

Figg get the money, shooting dice what they hitting for

Hookers out to sell the pussy, money trade for intercourse

Every corner, liquor store, laundromat, liquor store

Laundromat, liquor store, ebt accept 'em more

Churches 'cross from motels, lord knows, pussy sells

Churches 'cross from motels, lord knows, pussy sells

Domino's, pizza huts, colt.45 cans

The old heads drunk enough, dollar after dollar on lottery

That shit be adding up, schizos from vietnam

Better yet the drug era that used to be a ball player

See how things evolve later, 4 lokos for the young locos

Niggas cashing my check for white tees

Don't fuck with melrose, just metros... Pcs's

You get the message? Good investments in my direction

Figg get the money, yeah, figg get the money, yeah

Figg get the money, yeah, figg get the money, yeah

Rain, sleet, snow, turn july into december, yeah

Figg get the money, yeah, figg get the money, yeah

Figg get the money, yeah, figg get the money, yeah

Figg get the money, yeah, figg get the money, yeah

Springtime fall turn summer to a winter, yeah

Figg get the money, yeah, figg get the money, yeah

It's midnight, where the bitches at?

See a ho, pimp a ho, put her on the track

Put her in the gas station, hiding from the white and black

They gotta make a living, so they put us on our back

But why they gotta judge us when we do it back?

Mickey d's and burger king still make sure that my daughter fat

Close to christmas on november, best believe I got a jack

Been coming to this store for years

The cops come behind me 'bout a snack

But thanks ms. Han, jackie chan, sake bomb

Any catholic different, wolverine like michigan

Hover street know what it be, hanging in front

Of the laundry mat 'til two or three, with like two or three

Uh, everyone asleep so shall we creep

Money to gain up in them streets, shall I preach upon this beat

Puffy ain't got shit on me, better yet this l.a. Heat

Figueroa, figg side, money block

Jehovah coming, let me close the blinds

So I can get high, nigga, free my mind

Write my niggas doing hella years past time

Ballers got it cracking, cracking at the crack of dawn

Ice cream truck stop for my mom, but me he won't respond

Gotta read between the lines, best believe I'm off of crime

This must be the longest line, where they cooking worse than swine

Lying on their letter signs, but hurry cause they close at nine

But pisces got it jumping at the taco stand

Rapping on them corners, a.m., p.m., like the taliban

Camping out, your daddy selling money he can understand

Drizzle riding through the hood, junkies love the avalanche

Homeless person gotta shuffle cans

Take 'em up to the recycle bin, take his bread to the candyman

But still he eat, tell me if that ain't hustling

Rain, sleet, snow, hell and shit uhh, hell