Songtext Had to go get it Killer Mike

Had to go get it

Aight, it was the '90s, shit was, shit was grimy, ain't shiny, I didn't wanna work
I wanted to get some work, have the trap jumping like holy church
I I didn't, you know, I didn't wanna do wrong, but, boy, I didn't wanna work long
I had to, I had to sort it out
I I just pray God forgive me 'cause I don't wanna, I don't wanna ask permission
I had to get it

I just be walking a tightrope, am I gon' always do right? No
Used to sell grams of that white coke on Ponce de Leon to white folk
Knew to do better
But I wanted cheddar
So dance with the devil, yeah, yeah, yeah, I did it
And crime got committed and I must admit it that I was addicted like dope to the dealing
And whiskey and wickedest women and lust and the luxury living

Bitches and Bimmers and Benzes
I had some demons for friendses
They kept the town in a frenzy
Hold on, we're moving and grooving
They would rob anything moving

They were determined, no losing
They were 'bout winning and sinning, they were 'bout getting it, no gimmick
They told me, "Michael you gonna go higher, but us, we stuck in it, so we go relentless"

And I understand it, from the west side of the city
Shit can get violent, real vicious
Life is a bitch, but you still suck all the titty
When that's all you got for nutrition, don't argue, just listen

I was wrong
But one day
You heard my prayer
So grant me better days
Father, it was You
Yeah, I was wrong
But You made a way
Way out of no way