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a nigga smile at adversity
My responsibility to make the bank account grow
Represent the fam I'm lettin' errbody know
I gotta move a lil faster can't be

Turn up, it's Babs day, yuh babs day, yuh
Babs day, yuh
Babs day, hope you have a glad day, yuh
Rad day, yuh get paid and feel great
You're slightly

gone by 10 o'clock the type to shoot 'em in broad day

No emotion  with the bitch she wanna fuck cause I get paid
If you with me then bitch you up your

on my side 
Ey...
Watch it in my time
Late...
Love you abide by
Fake...
Nothing was getting me paid 
Music I did for the love of it ey
Ey
Wont you step in

work out the way it should
And if this don't work out for me, least I paid my dues

Since everybody wanna know, I might as well tell
Sometimes I feel

still fuck Trump and Pence
Fly into MCI with enough weed to make back what I spent
Plus smoke something, triple up and pay my rent
You ain't took one

my place
Insecure about my music
Don't want me to get paid
Cause that would take your control away
My feelings don't read the same today
As they did

that, they get paid to score
These niggas always say, lil' Rez drop out
Like I'm in Peyton, bro
This clown bitch keep makin' jokes
His brother died that

keep my bitches on standby
I ain’t block no one, so who you getting banned by? (block)
I’m not a sad guy
You won’t catch me crying, but I am not the chad

tryna get paid
Vashta Nerada they throwing that shade 
I don’t need no bora get sparked in your face 
Oh shit, she knows all my ways 
If I lack one more

satisfaction
Paid at a high grade
Self made Grenade when I show up hold up
Pulled out my pen I'ma blow up
Sicker than any of the hand that you throw up
Fire like

disrespect ya
Yeah, I play for keeps I know you heard it when I said it
Greenlight special little Caesars Hot & Ready
My mama found the work she know I'm into

I’m macking my nigga

I don’t like dreaming bout getting paid, 
Every since i was in the 5th grade, 
I was on paper routes, 
Armed with a switch blade,

jombo you ain't want no smoke
With a nigga like me
Tomorrow ain't promised

Wake in the morning say a lil prayer thank God for my blessings
Then I grind

so big that it look like I couldn't even count it
I'm getting paid for my plays on the internet then they go put that right in my account
Don't even

the sunny days look at the weather
We take off like birds but we're losing our feathers
I fall by my guys then we're falling together
Enough with the deep

hoes 
Put em on the track run train with my bros no love in my soul
Shout out my folks in the grove 
I'm on my way to the Nawf 
To fuck my lil bitch in

up,
And throw us in a bon-fire,
Smoke on our ashes,
Visits to buildings surrounded by barbed wire,
Jails and funeral homes 
Gettin paid off our actions,

and surely you'll be gettin' hate
Like, can you even get a job, can you get paid
Shit, I don't even fuckin' care, you in the pack today

Your career inside my

the heat Dwayne 
I might jus rock my Gucci shades 
The sun getting closer everyday
I’m cultured up, I got my braids
P**sy nigga don’t hate, jus go get paid
I

Of the stories never told, yeah

Back in the days, trippin' bout all of my grades
Had missing assignments
Stuck in my ways, lil' skinny nigga with dreams
Shit,

wave
You focused on beef I’m tryna get paid
Split bread wit my dawg I will not feel a ways
You smokin on grass I call that shit hay
Need me a crib by

I'm trying to get by
Had to open my eye
I see the brighter things in everybody

Thinking that they see the darkness
God, they been testing my patience

bitches boolin by the pool and hella top shotters got 'em tuning
Oh my god let me slow down, I'm really zooming
Let me go Chevy Spark on this motherfucker