Mak11, Lee Fitz - In It for Lyrics

If it ain’t about no money out the way
Tryna make a couple hundred from the play
Gon and double up the funds in the safe
Boy don’t front around us we don’t run with fakes
Bout to pull up in a Bentley or a Wraith
Don’t need nobody we depending on our faith
There ain’t no other way we never been afraid
Now we out here tryna put this shit together how it’s made, yeah
We been all in the zone did it on our own
They keep calling the phone turn the ringer low
All these copies and clones no originals
Tryna stop us we know they won’t get too close
Take a shot and reload boy we with the smoke
Wipe the snot from your nose if we get provoked
Just a rock on the globe but we been afloat
This life is all that we know what we in it for
This life is all that we know
I’m gon make me that money and hop in the Rolls
I came up from nothing was all on my own
Made my name into something and got in my zone
Met the gang now I run with the squad on the road
You can’t hang round with us less you talking bout dough
Can’t take nothing from me ain’t no stopping my soul
In the cut with the team we on top of our goals
Always been too poppin’ for your opinion
Just tryna get to the profit I don’t blend in well
With these motherfuckers I can tell you that now
Cuz I’m really on my come up right now
Lights out for anyone coming round tryna block my shine
Tryn spend me a hunnit thou on a glock and some diamonds
Forever this what we bout that’s on God we’ll be grinding
I never had a doubt this was all perfect timing
If it ain’t about no money out the way
Tryna make a couple hundred from the play
Gon and double up the funds in the safe
Boy don’t front around us we don’t run with fakes
Bout to pull up in a Bentley or a Wraith
Don’t need nobody we depending on our faith
There ain’t no other way we never been afraid
Now we out here tryna put this shit together how it’s made, yeah
We been all in the zone did it on our own
They keep calling the phone turn the ringer low
All these copies and clones no originals
Tryna stop us we know they won’t get too close
Take a shot and reload boy we with the smoke
Wipe the snot from your nose if we get provoked
Just a rock on the globe but we been afloat
This life is all that we know what we in it for
Rock, roll, skate, bounce
When we in the cut we always make it count
Tryna double up what's in my bank account
When we in the club we always stank it out
For the guap, dough, cake, pounds
Ima need the dro in the same amounts
Tryna double up what's in my bank account
Yeah
Tryna make me some bands while I'm making a band
Either shaking some hands or you shaking some grams
And I got enough feed for the cake in the pan
And we got enough steeze to push weight in Japan
Tryna jive, and there's no faking the jam
Tryna pull in the leaves like a rake in my hand
I keep pushing these keys til I'm breaking my hand
I got need for the g's I hope they understand
If it ain’t about no money out the way
Tryna make a couple hundred from the play
Gon and double up the funds in the safe
Boy don’t front around us we don’t run with fakes
Bout to pull up in a Bentley or a Wraith
Don’t need nobody we depending on our faith
There ain’t no other way we never been afraid
Now we out here tryna put this shit together how it’s made, yeah
We been all in the zone did it on our own
They keep calling the phone turn the ringer low
All these copies and clones no originals
Tryna stop us we know they won’t get too close
Take a shot and reload boy we with the smoke
Wipe the snot from your nose if we get provoked
Just a rock on the globe but we been afloat
This life is all that we know what we in it for

If it ain’t about no money out the way
Tryna make a couple hundred from the play
Gon and double up the funds in the safe
Boy don’t front around us we don’t run with fakes
Bout to pull up in a Bentley or a Wraith
Don’t need nobody we depending on our faith
There ain’t no other way we never been afraid
Now we out here tryna put this shit together how it’s made, yeah
We been all in the zone did it on our own
They keep calling the phone turn the ringer low
All these copies and clones no originals
Tryna stop us we know they won’t get too close
Take a shot and reload boy we with the smoke
Wipe the snot from your nose if we get provoked
Just a rock on the globe but we been afloat
This life is all that we know what we in it for
This life is all that we know
I’m gon make me that money and hop in the Rolls
I came up from nothing was all on my own
Made my name into something and got in my zone
Met the gang now I run with the squad on the road
You can’t hang round with us less you talking bout dough
Can’t take nothing from me ain’t no stopping my soul
In the cut with the team we on top of our goals
Always been too poppin’ for your opinion
Just tryna get to the profit I don’t blend in well
With these motherfuckers I can tell you that now
Cuz I’m really on my come up right now
Lights out for anyone coming round tryna block my shine
Tryn spend me a hunnit thou on a glock and some diamonds
Forever this what we bout that’s on God we’ll be grinding
I never had a doubt this was all perfect timing
If it ain’t about no money out the way
Tryna make a couple hundred from the play
Gon and double up the funds in the safe
Boy don’t front around us we don’t run with fakes
Bout to pull up in a Bentley or a Wraith
Don’t need nobody we depending on our faith
There ain’t no other way we never been afraid
Now we out here tryna put this shit together how it’s made, yeah
We been all in the zone did it on our own
They keep calling the phone turn the ringer low
All these copies and clones no originals
Tryna stop us we know they won’t get too close
Take a shot and reload boy we with the smoke
Wipe the snot from your nose if we get provoked
Just a rock on the globe but we been afloat
This life is all that we know what we in it for
Rock, roll, skate, bounce
When we in the cut we always make it count
Tryna double up what's in my bank account
When we in the club we always stank it out
For the guap, dough, cake, pounds
Ima need the dro in the same amounts
Tryna double up what's in my bank account
Yeah
Tryna make me some bands while I'm making a band
Either shaking some hands or you shaking some grams
And I got enough feed for the cake in the pan
And we got enough steeze to push weight in Japan
Tryna jive, and there's no faking the jam
Tryna pull in the leaves like a rake in my hand
I keep pushing these keys til I'm breaking my hand
I got need for the g's I hope they understand
If it ain’t about no money out the way
Tryna make a couple hundred from the play
Gon and double up the funds in the safe
Boy don’t front around us we don’t run with fakes
Bout to pull up in a Bentley or a Wraith
Don’t need nobody we depending on our faith
There ain’t no other way we never been afraid
Now we out here tryna put this shit together how it’s made, yeah
We been all in the zone did it on our own
They keep calling the phone turn the ringer low
All these copies and clones no originals
Tryna stop us we know they won’t get too close
Take a shot and reload boy we with the smoke
Wipe the snot from your nose if we get provoked
Just a rock on the globe but we been afloat
This life is all that we know what we in it for