Getcha Life Right
Krizz Kaliko Feat. Skatterman & Snug Brim Lyrics


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[Chorus:]
I'm just tryna get my life right
Get it to go my way (go my way)
If ya ain't got pay
I'm just tryna get my life right
Top of the hill with my family
Cop a couple mil can't be mad at me
I'm just tryna get my life right
Don't wanna beef with ya
Get ya money let me eat with ya
I'm just tryna get my life right
Cause I gotta be the boss
Gotta get it no matter what the cost
Getcha life right

[Verse 1: Krizz Kaliko]
I ain't tryna be Bill Gates
I'm tryna be the nigga Bill Gates hates
Make no mistake 'bout it
I'm tryna make it where my son see anything he want on the Internet and PayPal it
I stay valid
There ain't nothin' you can say 'bout it
If ya hustle gimme enough greens to make salad
I gotta get my money and my life right
I push ya bucket as long as my momma and my wife right
Don't really want people to see me in the wrong light
And stop me from feedin' my son it's on nigga, on sight
Pass around that collection plate
The selection got me feelin' nigga rich but I'm Section 8
Momma taught me how to behave
But aunt showed me how to fuck weed in a microwave
So if you know me know I love you from a distance
My absence is all about business

[Chorus]

[Verse 2: Skatterman]
Some people callin' my story an inspiration
Relatin' to the time I get if I skip this probation
Patiently waitin' for me to slip so they can can me
Off in a cell when I was just tryna feed my family
But I'm addicted to these streets and blocks
And this concrete is crucial, either ya eat or ya not
Plan on reachin' the top
Gotta be willin' to poke your shirt out
Stick with the truth if you's a griddin' pass the work out
How can I judge a man that life just left me
I'm blessed, knock on some wood
Slip through the ice like Gretzky
Every move I hope the vice don't catch me, I gotta try
I used to pick shoes baby momma for an alibi
Nigga had to switch it up
Rap game pickin' up
It's critical, tryna walk that line of cash residuals
I'm tryna make it to where my prophece is invisible
And if I fail, just call me pitiful

[Chorus]

[Verse 3: Snug Brim]
I'm just tryna get my life right
The kids and the wife right
But still I'll bust a mothafuckin' head if the price right
Right or wrong
Homie I don't give a fuck
As long as my son can get some [? ] for his Tonka truck
I'm bein' in it
Stuck in the game, dodgin' the [? ] cops
Been griddin', [? ] things when will they fuckin' stop (fuckin' stop)
Paranoid, thinkin' who gon' blow the whistle on me
Change my daughter's diaper in the dope house with a pistol on me
I sold coke, sold crack, sold this, sold that
Pray to the Lord, but I won't never get my soul back
I used to get the powder, when I touched it it would turn to bricks
But lately everything my finger's touchin' seems to turn to shit
I go to church on Sunday cause I wanna be a good nigga
But I'm a product of my hood nigga
Plus I'm sick of being Strange Music's black sheep
But I don't wanna go back to them back streets





[Chorus]

Overall Meaning

The chorus of Krizz Kaliko’s song Getcha Life Right, touches upon the aspiration to lead a successful life. The singer is determined to achieve financial security and build a happy and prosperous future for his family. He emphasizes his commitment to hard work and plans to make it to the top no matter what the cost. Krizz also states that he has no intentions of getting involved in conflicts or rivalries with others, and instead, wishes to collaborate and grow together. The opening verse by Krizz Kaliko emphasizes his desire to become financially secure, allowing his son to have all he wants. He explains that he wants to push his mother's car as long as his family is well provided for, and no one sees him in a negative light. Krizz shares that he aims to make his family proud and continue doing business even in their absence. In contrast, the second verse by Skatterman delves into his struggle to maintain a balance between his personal life and the streets. He acknowledges that he is addicted to the lifestyle and wants to make it to the top without getting caught or slipping. Still, he fears that his background may get in the way of success. Nevertheless, he tries to stay positive and focus on the opportunity to make it big in the rap game. In the final verse by Snug Brim, he states that he is in a desperate situation and will go to any lengths to provide for his family. He promises to do what it takes to ensure his child has everything they need while admitting to a life of drug dealing and the consequences that come with it. However, he also expresses his desire to be a better person and provides glimpses of an introspective struggle.


Line by Line Meaning

I'm just tryna get my life right
I'm striving for self-improvement and a better life.


Get it to go my way (go my way)
I want things to work out in my favor.


If ya ain't got pay
If you don't have the money.


Top of the hill with my family
I want to achieve success and share it with my loved ones.


Cop a couple mil can't be mad at me
If I make millions, I won't be ashamed of my accomplishments.


Don't wanna beef with ya
I don't want to have any problems or conflicts with anyone.


Get ya money let me eat with ya
If we both make money, let's collaborate and eat together.


Cause I gotta be the boss
I want to be in charge and take control of my life.


Gotta get it no matter what the cost
I'm willing to do whatever it takes to achieve my goals.


I ain't tryna be Bill Gates
I don't necessarily want to be a billionaire like Bill Gates.


I'm tryna be the nigga Bill Gates hates
I want to be so successful that even Bill Gates would be envious.


Make no mistake 'bout it
Let there be no misunderstanding.


I'm tryna make it where my son see anything he want on the Internet and PayPal it
I want to give my son everything he wants and the financial means to purchase it.


There ain't nothin' you can say 'bout it
There's nothing you can do to stop me from achieving my goals.


If ya hustle gimme enough greens to make salad
If you work hard enough to give me money, I will use it to get what I need.


I push ya bucket as long as my momma and my wife right
I will work hard and do what I can to take care of my family.


Don't really want people to see me in the wrong light
I don't want to be portrayed in a negative way.


And stop me from feedin' my son it's on nigga, on sight
I won't let anyone or anything stop me from providing for my child.


Pass around that collection plate
Collect money and share it amongst the group.


The selection got me feelin' nigga rich but I'm Section 8
I feel wealthy but I still live in low-income housing.


Momma taught me how to behave
My mother taught me how to conduct myself properly.


But aunt showed me how to fuck weed in a microwave
My aunt taught me illegal activities such as cooking drugs.


So if you know me know I love you from a distance
If you know me, I care about you but I keep my distance.


My absence is all about business
If I am not present, it's because I am working or conducting business.


Some people callin' my story an inspiration
Some people find my life story to be motivating and uplifting.


Relatin' to the time I get if I skip this probation
I can relate to the consequences of violating probation.


Patiently waitin' for me to slip so they can can me
People are waiting for me to make a mistake so they can get rid of me.


Off in a cell when I was just tryna feed my family
I don't want to end up in jail because I'm just trying to provide for my loved ones.


But I'm addicted to these streets and blocks
I have a strong attachment to my neighborhood and the lifestyle it brings.


And this concrete is crucial, either ya eat or ya not
The urban environment is important for survival, either you strive or you struggle.


Plan on reachin' the top
I have aspirations of being successful.


Gotta be willin' to poke your shirt out
You have to be ready to put in hard work and effort.


Stick with the truth if you's a griddin' pass the work out
If you're working hard, be honest and share your reward.


How can I judge a man that life just left me
I can't fairly judge someone when my own life hasn't been easy.


I'm blessed, knock on some wood
I'm grateful for what I have, and I hope to maintain it.


Slip through the ice like Gretzky
I can maneuver through difficult situations like a professional hockey player.


Every move I hope the vice don't catch me, I gotta try
I hope to not get caught by the authorities with every move I make but I still keep trying.


I used to pick shoes baby momma for an alibi
I used to make excuses to cover up my wrongdoings to my baby's mother.


Nigga had to switch it up
I had to change things up.


Rap game pickin' up
I'm doing well in the rap industry.


It's critical, tryna walk that line of cash residuals
It's difficult balancing my personal values with the desire to make money.


I'm tryna make it to where my prophece is invisible
I want to achieve success in a way that's not noticeable or talked about.


And if I fail, just call me pitiful
If I don't achieve my goals, I will be ashamed of myself.


The kids and the wife right
I want to make sure my family is alright.


But still I'll bust a mothafuckin' head if the price right
I will resort to violence if the money is worth it.


As long as my son can get some [? ] for his Tonka truck
I want my child to be happy and have the things he wants.


Stuck in the game, dodgin' the [? ] cops
I'm stuck in the lifestyle, avoiding the authorities.


Been griddin', [? ] things when will they fuckin' stop (fuckin' stop)
I've been working hard, but the struggle never seems to end.


Paranoid, thinkin' who gon' blow the whistle on me
I'm always worried about someone telling on me.


Change my daughter's diaper in the dope house with a pistol on me
I have to take care of my child even in less-than-ideal situations, and I need to protect myself.


I sold coke, sold crack, sold this, sold that
I've sold various illegal substances to make money.


Pray to the Lord, but I won't never get my soul back
Even though I pray for forgiveness, I know I can't change my past.


I used to get the powder, when I touched it it would turn to bricks
I used to have a lot of drugs at my disposal.


But lately everything my finger's touchin' seems to turn to shit
Lately, everything I do ends up being a failure.


I go to church on Sunday cause I wanna be a good nigga
I attend church to be a better person.


But I'm a product of my hood nigga
My upbringing in a low-income neighborhood has had a significant impact on who I am.


Plus I'm sick of being Strange Music's black sheep
I'm tired of being seen as an outcast in the Strange Music record label.


But I don't wanna go back to them back streets
I don't want to return to my previous lifestyle and mistakes.




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