The Cycle Song Lyrics
The Cycle by Jharrel Jerome [Intro]
Get money—
Get money—
Get money—
Cole—
f**k b**ches
You stupid
[Verse 1]
There's more to life
Than money and women
Well, that's funny—I'm kidding
What an ugly tradition
But I'm 24, I make dummy decisions
I got a lot to learn
But honey I'm stuck at attention
I'm with my homies
And my homies been bloodin' and crippin'
(Not really) Down in the city
Back where 50 was thuggin' and pimpin'
(That's true) Something in the water
It's looking lovely for fishing
That's why my nigga said
"Tonight I'm gon' f**k me some b**ches"
I said, "Wait, wait—like plural?"
"Like you gon' pipe down more than one girl?"
"You sure bro?"
Two women, one picturе that's a Euro
Land full of women
Hood niggas living rural
Zorro, without the Z's on me
I rеally don't complain
Cause can't nobody sleep on me
Well except you shorty
I'm drunk as f**k
But I ain't gon' forget you shorty
Plus the money coming shortly
What can I get you shorty?
[Pre-Chorus]
A dollar bill?
Your wallet filled?
Cause I get more green
Than a soccer field
Balenciaga heels?
A house on the hill?
Cause I get more green
Than a crocodile
How 'bout the hottest wheels?
Damn, I gotta chill
[Chorus]
f**k b**ches, get money
That's the cycle still
(Get money)
f**k b**ches, get money
That's the cycle still
(Get money)
f**k b**ches, get money—
[Verse 2]
Look, there's more to life
Than money and women
Well—Biggie got women
Cause Puffy had vision
Puff Daddy I mean
Luck landed on me
Now I practice what they preach
And I studied tradition
What an ugly tradition
But I'm 24, I make dummy decisions
She been mad at me for days
But still wants me to visit
Like she still want me to slide
After she caught me slipping
I told her I could spend the night
But tomorrow I'm dippin'
I'm Scottie Pippin' if you feeling shy
You ain't got no rhythm
But you still a vibe
I just made another thousand
And put it aside
It ain't a lot 'til you realize
I put it aside for the fifth time this month
So you can summarize
My Summer rise, another couple times
What a lovely life
Girls, weed, money, wine
What you need?
I could get it for you a hundred times
[Pre-Chorus]
A dollar bill?
Your wallet filled?
Cause I get more green
Than a soccer field
Balenciaga heels?
A house on the hill?
Cause I get more green
Than a crocodile
How 'bout the hottest wheels?
Damn, I gotta chill
[Chorus]
f**k b**ches, get money
That's the cycle still
(Get money)
f**k b**ches, get money
That's the cycle still
(Get money)
f**k b**ches, get money—