Lyrics:
Know you wanna link up with me by the way
Know that you in love with benji's by the way
Can't waste my time talking to you tryna get paid
Keep
needs (Jesus, Lord)
Sittin' by myself, I'm just thinkin'
About all I've been through, I wish I was dreaming (Jesus)
Man, it's hard to be an angel
needs (Jesus, Lord)
Sittin' by myself, I'm just thinkin'
About all I've been through, I wish I was dreaming (Jesus)
Man, it's hard to be an angel
the girls and to all the guys
Get paid, get it made
Get a good grade, live to a very old age
Checking out jet, no disrespect
To each and every member
as you get any cheers
But it's cool, beat downs with bats and spiked chains are free
Gettin played and haters screamin my name ain't me
Gettin paid
to use me
And abuse me
I leave dem with a frown
They work us for so long on dem plantation and me never get paid
Our gold they stole away, how many
tune
The champagne is poured
As they socialize
The look in their eyes
Hide in the light!
[Chorus]
Everything is paid for tonight
While
know who's gonna get fucked in the end
Third world armies financed by Northbound drugs
Murderers abound but the moralists just have to shrug
And if
to get happiness in this life that you came
They say I'm blinded by hate
They make me wanna detest
The good memories I had forgetting all my mistakes
But I
of that
So now I kick back and get paid for raw rap
Nigga 'Pone ain't home not yet (not yet?)
Yo it don't matter 'cause we's all on the same set
Me and ???
Official, the difference between me and niggas
I'm rich when I get off my Insta (get off my Insta)
Get him killed by the night for a sixty
I sent it, I
Fuck the rest who ain’t ride on my side
Chop session
Making the money
We gon roam thru tha night
Deep down on it , can’t turn on it
I just gotta get paid
day, until I get home and go to bed on
Another week night, semi-tipsy deep sigh, staring as I scroll by fakers on my screen
I'm torn between sleep
caution or get scorched by this torch fool
I been so lost in the sauce with feelings all that poured out of my cup got me feeling awful
Still I got no
a society
Reside under powers that be
They preside over you and me
By design we're never quite free
And since you have no right to leave
You should get down
every day?
How we gon' eat when you be interrupting me getting paid?
When we go broke, I bet you're gonna have nothin' to say
Matter fact, the money
whisper in her ear "I can take you on a ride" heh
We conversate on a couple of dates
She gets attracted by the candy I'm speakin' leadin t' four play
Tight
to wear my wife beaters
Rolling back to back we gotta measure by the meter uh
Can't live without it, I gotta get it, (Gotta get it)
Can't live without it, I
to get paid
We all just wanna take the pain away
And if you’ve listened to a word I’ve said
The you might wanna stop before you’re dead
So say it once
Say
know how long
I said I'll be there
By the end of this song
Gotta get cash
Some blunts and a lighter
Fuck a Forrest
I light trees on fire
We either Wiz
Get it, get it, get it, ayy
Return of the realest he been burning for this feeling
Refusing to believe that in his twenties hit his ceiling
They tell
a switchblade
Real niggas out this bitch, we all tryna get paid
Whole month, I'm goin' strong with the D real niggas
Just like me, can't find him and that's
women and whiskey you know they will get you
Some day I'll get out of these bars
Chorus
Well I paid for my drink and walked over to where
He was singing
drop to your knees
That's the position, assume it bitch
You slip and you're soon to get
Fucked up by a lunatic
Decide to pack a gat
Well that's the way I
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