Million Dolla Mission lyrics

[Intro: Jay Worthy]
Say n*gga, if it ain’t bout no motherf*ckin' money, get the f*ck from ‘round me
You understand? Making serious moves around this b*tch
Outta state, in and out the country
n*ggas better catch up dough

[Verse 1: G Perico]
I bang bang, bustin' out the range
Pulled up late night and that light don’t change
First, got paid, bought a car and some chains
They kicked down the door I’m flushing hard [?]
They booked me at the station but I ain’t never stay
I’m a real boss so my bail money’s paid
You n*ggas ain’t ballin', where the the f*ck you n*ggas stay?
You and your b*tch on your momma's Section 8
I’ve been having money way before this rap game
Dressed like a G, blue pumas all suede
These motherf*ckers hatin', I really think they jealous
If you ain’t do sh*t when I got shot, what the f*ck you gotta tell me?
No comment, I ain’t never crossed game
I’m solid, doin' crimes for profit
I only keep n*ggas with me that a buck, so if you ain’t been around guess what?

[Chorus: G Perico]
A lot of sh*t on my mind, I don't know who to trust
Ridin' through the hood late night with the Ruger tucked
I’m out to get rich, if n*ggas wanna play, get 'em the f*ck out the way
I’m on a million dolla mission, step aside if you bulsh*ttin'
Get up out the way or f*ck around and get sprayed
[Verse 2: G Perico]
n*gga went out of state and bust a bag
Soon as he made it back, hit the city, bought a jag
Keep spending all cash and hundreds, gas high performance
Got the Glock for them old n*ggas ‘round the corner
Slow down, and get up out the way
You gotta go if you don't never do the sh*t you say
I’m on a million dolla mission won’t get it while n*ggas bulsh*ttin’
My sacrifice mean nothing if the crew ain’t wit it
So guess what? I’m on a go
Independent business, I ain’t never on hold
They say, “G, what the f*ck you done lately?”
I’m getting paid, wether you love me or hate me, I’m gone

[Outro: Jay Worthy]
Yeah n*gga, n*ggas already know what time it is though
'Bout this motherf*ckin' money, n*gga

[Chorus: G Perico]
A lot of sh*t on my mind, I don't know who to trust
Ridin' through the hood late night with the Ruger tucked
I’m out to get rich, if n*ggas wanna play, get 'em the f*ck out the way
I’m on a million dolla mission, step aside if you bulsh*ttin'
Get up out the way or f*ck around and get sprayed

[Outro: Jay Worthy]
If you ain’t about no motherf*ckin' money, get the f*ck from round me n*gga. This sh*t serious, n*gga