Letra de DJ QUIK - Vince Staples

If it don't make dollars, it don't make sense

So don't kill game, let the pimpin'—

I ain't never quittin' on my homies from the set

Rather die a legend than be livin' with regrets

Granny up in Heaven, know she watch a nigga back

G Class, flyin' down' Orizaba Ave

I know that you love me but you gotta give me space

Money hungry women do whatever for a taste

All my people in the hood, what it's finna take

To have everybody livin' good? I don't wanna wait

In a minute, I'ma bust a juug, I'ma make a play

Hit the homie up and hit a lick, run in where you stay

All the pressure I be dealin' with, still ain't ever change

I'm about the money, I ain't fuckin' with the fame

DJ Quik (Get paid, get paid, young nigga, get paid)

If it don't make dollars, then it don't make sense

(Get paid, young nigga, get paid, get paid, young nigga, get paid)

DJ Quik (Get paid, get paid, young nigga, get paid)

If it don't make dollars, then it don't make sense

(Get paid, young nigga, get paid, get paid, young nigga, get paid, get paid)

You should see the limit on my Amex

One phone call and it's niggas at your address

I'm gon' ball 'til I'm sittin' in the grave

Fuck all y'all, bet Ramona get the last laugh

Close your mouth when you talkin' to a killer, bitch

They say I murder cuh, I say, "I'm innocent"

This ain't suburbia, these niggas ignorant

I always get my man, I only miss my bitch

Yeah, hit me up if you wish

I'm in the studio, couple guns, couple Crips

Tryna make a hunnid Ms, what's a couple bands?

Keep it comin' in, keep it comin' in

DJ Quik (Yeah, get paid, get paid, young nigga, get paid)

If it don't make dollars, then it don't make sense

(Get paid, young nigga, get paid, get paid, young nigga, get paid)

DJ Quik (Get paid, get paid, young nigga, get paid)

If it don't make dollars, then it don't make sense

(Get paid, young nigga, get paid, get paid, young nigga, get paid, get paid)

(Get paid, yeah, get paid, young nigga, get paid

Get paid, young nigga, get paid, get paid, young nigga, get paid)

Nigga that you know that's been down for years

I've clowned for years, and y'all could never fade my peers

One, two, three, four, five—

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