Get Away Lyrics

Yeah, while would I stop?
When you get money like this, you gotta ask yourself that question
They say the greatest threat to your future success
Is your current success, that's why I go hard

Ah, look, 7 series black benz, gun metal mac 10
Yellow bone trophy, she gonna blow me as I back it
Marijuana smoking black Versace shade glass tint
Cover up my blood shot eyes like an aspirin
Nigga, balling that's your past tense
I'm the president of future of this rap shit
Don't act like you can't hear it, you should fear it
Kill me can't heal my spirit
When the feature cut the check nigga you can't clear it
Undisputed on the west, it's not who can't hear it
Get anywhere respect, a young dude won't hear it
It's 20k in some states just to do ...
Look, you start getting rap money, they say you act funny
But I remember how I felt when I was that hungry
You let them take your sack from you, you'll be back bummy
So niggas be ready to kill, for in them dudes take all racks from them
Same mind, stay different grind rate
The desperation tear fall, cause the price changed
Make a thousand dollars off a liquor, you cam make 10 million of a hit
Nigga not to mention, all the glamour and the glimpse
Sold your soul for the fame hey, ain't that a bitch?
Ah, and when I pull up they say ain't that the 6?
You talk money but I ain't that convinced

[Hook]
I'm getting paid, sometimes I wanna get away
Cause these days niggas fakeNipsey Hussle - Get Away - http://motolyrics.com/nipsey-hussle/get-away-lyrics.html
I'm on my grind, I think therefore I ain't doing time
That's why I'm solo when I ride
I'm getting paid, sometimes I wanna get away
Cause these days niggas fake
Wake up on my money with no emotions on my face
Keep a choppa at the house and a 40 at my waist

My strive, that's all a nigga got
I'm the last one leader, first one to bleed the block
Now that grind mode can't stop, won't stop
I'm just tryina turn that 1997 to a yacht
And put my son in the spot, so he ain't never gotta worry bout the shit that he ain't got
That's why I put my niggas in position
Without a hand out given, we was out here fly living
Ah, I'm in it until the jury pleads
Guilty, your bitch ... jury bleeds
Grow up, you niggas ain't no enemies
A bunch of niggas suffering from ...
Hopeless ass rap bitches in it for the cheese
...i'm working on that enemy
The hustle there my nigga, working like an energy

[Hook]
I'm getting paid, sometimes I wanna get away
Cause these days niggas fake
I'm on my grind, I think therefore I ain't doing time
That's why I'm solo when I ride
I'm getting paid, sometimes I wanna get away
Cause these days niggas fake
Wake up on my money with no emotions on my face
Keep a choppa at the house and a 40 at my waist.