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don't got time for bitches that's lying to me
I'm getting paid to show up hit up my manager I cannot rhyme for free
Lil bitch said that I'm handsome she

down the road
Akosua rose
She judge me by my clothes
Cos my clothes got no logos
For the love of the money
Where wouldn't she go

2 things she loves for

so I gotta do Paid gigs
Gotta do whatever it takes, man 10 niggas ain't really scary
Oh, I been fooled by these niggas but not anymore
Yeah my Twin is

the ground when police come wit they guns pointed out at my neck
Every little nigga always wanna be the king of the block get the hoes get the fame get the bag

and taking something from me, lil' nigga, you know we gon' leave your ass rotten
I ain't worried about a bitch, man, they come by the dozen
And I ain't check

that I barely get paid
(He means it, really)
But I hope you know what I mean when I say
(What do you say
What do you say now
Now)
I love you with all my

[Intro]
Rollin' rollin' rollin' rollin' rollin'

[Verse 1: CEEFOE]
The brodie used to ride by my side and keep quiet
Always thought he paid no mind

when I waited
I never let distractions take away from getting paper
I never let the paper take away from my lil' baby
I'm always up one, everyday I'm

despair (yeah)
Hustles ain't honours but it paid the dues (uh)
Blood on my hands but got his future in the view (yeah)
Set fire to the past forge a vision

Every story has an end
I just have one request about this record in particular
The two of you have to take a page out of my book
I'm on empty, my

up I'm kinda sluggish all this lean in my cup
But I'm washed up, redrum, sittin in 22's
Princess cut lightin up my Japanese tattoos
I paid dues, tell

Niggas on call that'll Pop on my go
Feel like a conductor ran train on yo hoe
When she pulled up edges was laid
By the time dat she left 
couldn't tell she

the cruise, Yeah
Bout time, I've been due
Pulled a play and was two states away
By the time he knew he'd been duped
Niggas talking bout legs
I'll have him

Still muddling through
Like there's nothing to do
But I'm not getting paid
I'm still spending my days grinding on plastic
They're gonna get their ass

my lead
Tell  ya Jose  ain't get paid
Made it out the hood, now I'm in the shade

Don't ducc the task, don't run from raids
Cause everything around me

my dues and I stayed true so why they have to switch it up
Looking for someone to do the work got mad that I ain't bitching up

They hit my phone but

all

Let's get it bony homie
I don't even need a chrome
I hit that John off of his
Dome though with my only stone
Let it be known
I'm disposin' Satan

Wagwan nigga what goin'
My pants sagging, my gun showing
My money way more greener than lawns
I go bad boy, Martin Lawrence
I got a bad bitch,

Stop, pay attention to me
I got a little story to tell y'all
Y'all been in this before
Y'all surely understands
My sadness and frustration
Fall in

Tell the truth? Nigga can't keep a pulse
Love you tearing us apart I
Keeping my lil secrets fuck a heart eye
Dragon need me Kiwi had her hogtied

like a tyrant
Surrounded by drip like I'm on an island
All I care about lowkey cappin' bout the violence
Steppin' to this beat got J's on my feet
Never

the place I'm in
Weighing that reefer man
Don't know what block I'm on
In n out i be goin

I'm still rollin out with skater fools
I've paid my dues
Still

thugs cup
By the end of the night after the session man I'm zoned fucked up
It's an everyday thang we just let our nuts hang
Keeping them suckers outta my

SoFaygo the way I put him in a hearse
I don't do drugs
But I really get out of my shirt when
I go and pop me a lil' Perc'
My Glock must've came out a
Strip