Akrobatik Mercenary's Theme
Get your money up
(Gimme, gimme, gimme....)
Everybody get your money up
Come on Uncle Sam, really – it can't be hard
I'm just tryna re-up on my EBT card
What you mean I got no government access
Then why you got access to my taxes
What clowns? How'd the government shut down
Over some shit that's been in the books for months now
Come on, are you serious
Yet Congress wanna give bomb threats to Syrians
You throwin' stones living in a glass house
‘Cuz back home you leaving your own assed out
Waiting on funds while they're home passed out
But the end of every week, y'all's checks is cashed out
Of course citizens are gonna lash out
At each other when it seems like hope is cast out
The thanks we get is more tanks and shit
For electing you bozos – kick their ass out
Get your money up
(Gimme, gimme, gimme....)
Everybody get your money up
I ain't saying to be scared – I'm saying be prepared
‘Cuz it's looking like the muhfuckas really don't care
So we gotta cash out
But so many of us will go the fast route
Try to make a milli up in the crackhouse
Or maybe ball out like Jerry Stackhouse
Everything's a gamble so don't crap out
When you wrestle with them demons, you're bound to tap out
Had to bring my homie from my high school class out
Told him it was bottom of the ninth, last out
He said ‘Ak, you always went the class route'
So he took me to the bank and yanked the cash out
(Yeahh), now Built To Last's out
Now Ak can hit the stage and rash out
Take it to your face while the beats blast out
After this I'm goin' back in the booth to black out
Get your money up
(Gimme, gimme, gimme....)
Everybody get your money up
Everybody out here fightin' to survive
Got us lookin' like a real life GTA 5 - damn (x2)
(Gimme, gimme, gimme...)
Out here in Boston, Taxachusetts
We're chasin' an American dream that's elusive
It's ‘bout to be a bunch of wild people on the loose
If you don't stop measurin' our necks for the noose fit
But all y'all wanna do is cash out
Bring your name a Lil' Fame and Mash Out
Beggin' for trust when all you is cast doubt
I'm bookin' a flight – f..ck this, yo, Ak's out
Get your money up
(Gimme, gimme, gimme....)
Everybody get your money up
