Story Behind The Song

Hip-Hop song about money. Discusses getting it, spending the hard work behind success.

Song Description

Produced for use in film and/or television.

Lyrics

Intro
Yeah; All I do is GGGGG Get Money.... And Stack Paper


Verse 1:
Cash rules everything around me, major
Grinding on the daily, trying to get that paper
I've been riding too long , time, I don't waste it
I'm so closing success, I can almost taste it
Late night hustlin, trying to make that cash flow
Stacks, scrilla, cheddar, bank notes
Nickle to a dime, dime to a quarter
My lyrics like bricks call me the godfather
Putting in the work, all these late night sessions
Time to turn me on, lyrical confessions
Bound to be a heavyweight, call it self-evident
Money by the stacks, CEO, president
Calling all the shots, like 24 / 7
I'm keep getting it, money, no questions
Rolling in the fast line, high-speed, driven
Imma get my shine on, watch the homie glisten

Chorus:
All I do is.....
And Stack Papers, Yeah
My mind is saying.....
And Stack Papers, Oh
















Verse 2:
Grinding on the front line, call me Mr. Grimey
Streets to the studio, putting all the time in
Laying down these beats, keep it on the down low
Excavate these lyrics, building up my escrow
Package it and sell it, find the highest bidder
Back to the lab, got to get that scrilla
Cooking up some sh...so I stay quiet
Drop it like a bombshell, lyrical giant
Keep moving units, steady making cash flow
Take it international, JFK to Hethrow
Do it like a boss, 5-star accommodations
Presidential suite, but I started in the basement
Stressing through the hard times, stayed on the mission
I'mma get that money, take my commission
And once I hit the top I'mma takeover the industry
Placating these haters, millionaire officially

Chorus:
All I do is.....
And Stack Papers, Yeah
My mind is saying.....
And Stack Papers, Oh

Verse 3:
Cash Flow major, all about the Benjamins
Franklin in my pocket, ballin like gentleman
I be on the grind, instant like replay
Still yelling CREAM...money long like a freeway
Stacking up these chips cause I'm hungry no fasting,
Time to make it jump off, Martin, Astin
Take it to the streets for my homies on the corner
Stack it up for New York grind for California
Bring it for the mid-west, noteworthy veterans
Dirty south my team, I'mma be your letterman
Represent for F-L, noted on the map
Every single city, got you on my back
Keep on getting dollars, always put it down
Take it to the MIA, gunning for the crown
I'm so effervescent busting at seams
Never gonna go broke, keep up stacking C's

Chorus:
(Repeat)