[Chorus - Tyga] Uh, rain-snow, get my hustle on Countin’ cash every morning (Priceless) Before I leave home, leave home Family I love, don’t wanna live this world alone (yeah) So before I leave home, leave home (Mula) I pray to God I won’t, loyalty is all I know (YMCMB) Before I leave home, leave home I pray to God I won’t, loyalty is all I know (yeah) Before I leave home
[Verse 1 - Birdman] So fresh, bag full of money when I hit the curb Just cooked up, left the kitchen full of birds, ya heard That’s the word, you can get served From the bullets to the keys is how we urge To move on and groove and get the money straight Flip another cake 27, 28 I got the tax on the bubble The money in the hummer, we shine every summer Yeah, so we swagged out, Gucci down, Louie down Hood down, put it down, Uptown Catch me rollin’ in my Bentley Tooled up, pussy wet bitch and I’m all in it
[Chorus - Tyga] Uh, rain-snow, get my hustle on Countin’ cash every morning Before I leave home, leave home Family I love, don’t wanna live this world alone So before I leave home, leave home I pray to God I won’t, loyalty is all I know Before I leave home, leave home I pray to God I won’t, loyalty is all I know Before I leave home
[Verse 2 - Tyga] Uhh, sunshine like the brightest day Momma do you remember the time, Michael J When I seen the video, I said that’s gon’ be me And I ain’t have to dream, I made it my reality Folks laughed at me, now everybody mad at me I skipped class, and I shitted on the faculty Young Money greedy, Cash Money greedy Get it, I’m gon’ eat it, never bite the hand that feeds me Shout out Weezy, Stunna and Mack baby Top back, South Beach, hoes drive me crazy Watching out for fake shit, rats on some snake shit Give me rats for my statements, I’m that amazing
[Chorus - Tyga] Uh, rain-snow, get my hustle on Countin’ cash every morning Before I leave home, leave home Family I love, don’t wanna live this world alone So before I leave home, leave home (yeah) I pray to God I won’t, loyalty is all I know Before I leave home, leave home I pray to God I won’t, loyalty is all I know (Tunechi) Before I leave home
[Verse 3 - Lil Wayne] Uh, on my way to get it I’mma hustler, write it down, take a picture, bitch print it Ducking the Lieutenant, stand on my pivot The game ain’t sweet, but money make you forgive it Uh, and nothing’s promised but a graveyard Can’t see myself dyin’ broke, Ray Charles Yeah, now rock steady in this motherfucker Paper come fast, Tom Petty in this motherfucker Uh, now do a doughnut in the money I’m on a paper-chase, but the paper ain’t runnin’ I fuck the world ’til it’s cummin’… here it comes We get the bread and the crumbs, Young Money