[Hook:]
How many people you gonna let pass you up
To get rich
Before you get your shit together
Promise myself out in vegas on new year's eve
That I won't just ride forever, ever, ever and ever
Ever and ever, and ever
Maine I gotta get my shit together, together
Together, together, together
Maine, I gotta get it
I started out at the bottom, halfway to the top
I realized once I get that, this shit never gonna stop
My ambition runs deep, hunger seek through my pores
I can't even watch the game unless my seat's on the floor
It's this voice in my head keep screaming "more zak, more"
Eat greedy like big chief, my hunger, a pain's roar
The plane don't feel the same, mean flying first class in
My nuts need room to breathe plus my expensive baggage
I never, ever, ever, been an ordinary nigga
Used to dream of where I'm at, now big zak dream bigger
You think balling is affording
Putting gas in your swisher
Got a tux I wore in vegas
I ain't rock since the picture
So the ap's, rollies and hugh blows ain't enough
You play poker with the big boys, they tryina call you bluff
Partners saying you lying cause you got pressure on your money
You keep a zero balance, your connect will keep you pumping
[Hook:]
How many people you gonna let pass you up
To get rich
Before you get your shit together
Promise myself out in vegas on new year's eve
That I won't just ride forever, ever, ever and ever
Ever and ever, and ever
Maine I gotta get my shit together, together
Together, together, together
Maine, I gotta get it
Well I ball every day I breathe
Chains all on me, home, I don't really nose go
Never really fuck with slow
Money represent my face
I mean my face represent that check
Throwing up y'all niggas dead,
Rain rock the fucking ved
Fuck nigga going ends about me
I've been getting to the money for quite some time
Stay live in the field... Y'all nigga, no grind, no shine
Want this shit for a life time
Young niggas dream about a life like mine
Mйnage a trois, on the 9 or die... They flying
Boss in the fit, these ain't flits
Catch me on south bitch run through a shit
Cash on deck, on cod,
Look at thousand motherfucking money on me
Mcm, lcc, pound gay pussy nigga we too deep
Get money on the street from a trap dead beat
Get money on the street from a trap dead beat
Life's not crazy, ain't flow gravy,
Now... Sometimes it feels like a nigga didn't made it
Plus it's been the shit, now we here to get hated
Live like a don with the hunger of a goon
Tryina to stunt everything under the moon
All the shit, came real quick
Fucking with the click
And the trap that boom
[Hook:]
How many people you gonna let pass you up
To get rich
Before you get your shit together
Promise myself out in vegas on new year's eve
That I won't just ride forever, ever, ever and ever
Ever and ever, and ever
Maine I gotta get my shit together, together
Together, together, together
Maine, I gotta get it.