Get Money - Hunny Madu ft Radio3000

I gotta get money
 I got places to go
 I aint even been sleeping
 No no no..
 I gotta get money
 I got places to go
 I aint even been sleeping
 No… no…
 Wake me up in the morning
 Don’t call me in the evening
 I’m out I’m always on it
 No sleep that’s the reason

Verse 1 (Hunny Madu)
 From Malaysia to LA, putting in work like no delay
 Time is money & my b’nez, when I’m done you gotta pay.
 Eyebags cover them urban decay
 Eyebags , new Chanel is my vacay, (uh)
 Shoop Shoobedu shoobedu, shoomadu shoomadu madu
 Shooo shoo all of u
 I sweep haters so easy with a broom,
 “Do you believe my struggle?”
 NO retiring, I just keep pushing
 Networking all day and I’m writing
 Songs hoping that at least one will be a hit
 I remember when 20 people came to my gig
 And why do everybody always want free music
 When people line up for theatre they can’t pay for this
 Kiyosaki rule retire young retire rich
 Now how longgg can I go.. go .. go

Repeat chorus

Verse 2 (Radio3000)

Stacks on stacks racks on racks
 I be running plays like a quarterback
 I be in the streets on my paper route
 Born in the trap then I made it out
 Then I made it out glad to say I made it out
 I be on my hustle I aint never in the house
 Street dreams are made of these
 Now I’m chilling first class flying overseas
 I gotta get the money gotta get the Gouda
 My freddy my cheddar my dollars my chalupa
 My mind on my money like a sharpshooter
 I’m whipping up a mill like I’m Martha Stewart
 I’m signing major deals I’m a big deal
 Fresh Prince need a mansion like I’m Uncle Phil
 No sleep cos I’m up all night
 Louis bags under my eyes & this is star life hey

Repeat chorus