The Jacka - Get It In Lyrics

Look, the people you are after are the people you depend on.
They cook your meals, they haul your trash, we connect your calls, we drive your ambulances, we guard you while you sleep.
Do not fuck with us.

Incredable

Chours:
I live everyday like its my last,
Hustlin to get this cash,
i get it in, get it in
whatever it takes i get it in.
we gonna push to the limit on the grind till the clock stops tickin.
cuz i get it in get it in, whatever it takes i get it in.

Jacka: I just push and push smoking purple kush, every time you look ridin round with crooks, iz you down with us? its that sound you love, we just loungin uhh, we just stylin bra, hope you crowding us, tho we sold dope, i got thousands but dont see no hope, in the p-world nigga it is no joke, bout to hit another bank and a store loc, you dont see the warning post in the store bro? cant let em catch a nigga cant go home no more, gotta carry on, only the strong will now what im really on, but its time to ??, u know we out here thuggin, why u out here strugglin? chrome on lap, i aint got to say nothin, i just on with the stack, never seen my face but my name is the jack.

i live everyday like its my last
hustling to get this cash
i get it in, get it in
whatever it takes i get it in.
we gonna push to the limt
on the grind til the clock stops tickin.
cuz i get it in get it in
whatever it takes i get it in.

We goin hard for three days with no sleep, in the streets i can do this all week, alot of kush and syrup, my body dont need no sleep, so from sun up to sun down im on the creep, i wont stop till my casket is six feet, but all the hatin got me movin around on the street,
i aint goin places as long as im on my feet, jealosy got em both out spreading lies, instead of huslting they ploting on my demise, all the while my mind is on cream pies, im on the rise, my pockets bigger then beyonces thighs, damn, why they hating on a playa mane? , fuck em all im just tryin to get dat paper mane, and im gonna get it any way that it comes, if you looking for me i'll be in the streets like a bum.

i live everyday like its my last
hustling to get this cash
i get it in, get it in
whatever it takes i get it in.
we gonna push to the limt
on the grind til the clock stops tickin.
cuz i get it in get it in
whatever it takes i get it in.

Here i come again with that thunder mane, im gonna go to jail if they run my name, so im ouuta there with that powder there, it a gangsta in there god damn way, if they dont come straight, and i never lost faith, up the block with my nigz, get paper shot the boys but i barley escape, eyes wide i-5 , but im barley awake, getin high and my memorys fading away, but i remember all my niggaz from back in the day. for all my niggaz ridin round, what happend to jay, took a hit we was sic, we was lovin it boy, till this day im the shit and im lovin it boy, a couple suckas act like they dont know me no more but i never gave a fuck cuz this shit aint for you

i live everyday like its my last
hustling to get this cash
i get it in, get it in
whatever it takes i get it in.
we gonna push to the limt
on the grind til the clock stops tickin.
cuz i get it in get it in
whatever it takes i get it in.