I Gotta Get It Lyrics - Politics As Usual - Paul Wall

[Chorus] 

I gotta get it, I gotta grind 

I'ma put it down, I'ma get mine 

But you gotta get it, but you gotta grind 

I'ma put it down, gotta get mine 

I gotta get mine, gotta, gotta get mine 

I'ma put it down, I gotta get mine 

gotta, gotta get mine, gotta, gotta get mine 

I'ma put it down, I gotta get mine 

[Verse 1] 

I'm on the road to success, I strive to be the best 

I never settle for less, if I'm broke I cant rest 

A hustler in the flesh, and I'm smoking on the best 

Cuz I deal with lots of stress, out here on this paper quest 

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I'm making progress, and I'm blessed oh yes 

And I'ma get it to my last dying breath, then its in peace I rest 

I'm working with that bread like a chef when he cook 

Now I'm back to flipping paper like I'm reading a book 

Staying real with your partners that's a real good look 

But when your cash stash low all your boys get shook 

I been searching for that paper like its Natalie Holloway 

8 days a week, and I grind on holidays 

There aint no excuse for these boys to be broke 

I know some hustlers in wheel chairs, we get it til we crock 

From south po, to south postal I gotta stack them C notes 

So listen up close, say I gotta get it 

[Chorus] 

[Verse 2] 

I gotta get them dollar signs, all of every kind 

Partner, I need mine even them nickels and them dimes 

I'm out on the grind, staying every lick I find 

Going get it myself, there aint no time to try and stand in line 

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I never fall behind, and yeah I'm full of that purple slim 

But I aint dead yet, I'm just fine 

I'm still in my prime, so I pack atleast a nine 

Cuz haters trying to block my shine, like mini blinds (I gotta get it) 

As long as opportunity knock, I'ma get that gwop 

And give it all that I got until my coffin drop 

The sun rise I'm the first hustler on the block 

And when the sun set, I'm still out here on the clock 

I'm trying to hustle for them tickets like a traffic cop 

I gotta hustle and get it partner I never stop 

I take that paper real serious like Dwight shoot 

Stacking up loot all around the 16 route 

[Chorus] 

[Verse 3] 

I know the world in a recession, but I'm still progressing 

Take heed to my confession, never fall to oppression 

I learn from life's lesson if you keep on pressing 

You'll eventually end up on top like salad dressing 

I'm never second guessing, like bye bye faith 

And however long the race gotta maintain pace 

When the haters fall to waist, then my god grant grace 

No matter what odds I face I'ma be in first place 

They hustle and the haste to feed expensive taste 

But me, I got grind out there on that paper chase 

They turn they back on clements, but I'm still gon ride 

Too many fish up in the water trying to float with the tide 

No matter how high the gas price I'm still gon drive 

Quite crying and complaining partner swallow your pride 

While you blaming everybody for your same bad luck 

I'ma be on the come up, sun down to sun up... I gotta get it 

[Chorus]