Pavement
...fuck out my face
Man dem can't move at my pace
Even on days when I wake up
And it feel like niggas been moving in place
Nah, stop it
Bought a box of the Pacqui
Keep a rack inside my pocket
I won't leave the house without it, no
Local, ain't no where a nigga can't go
I'm the coolest queens nigga out
Since uncle James with the Kangol stop it
I could feel it weighing on my shoulders
I could feel it calling, coming closer
I work all night till the day comes
I got the power through patience
I got paper out the pavement, I get paid out the pavement
I could feel it weighing on my shoulders
I could feel it calling, coming closer
I work all night till the day comes
I got the power through patience
I got paper out the pavement, I get paid out the pavement
I could feel it weighing on my shoulders
I could feel it calling, coming closer
I work all night till the day comes
I got the power through patience
I got paper out the pavement, I get paid out the pavement
I been sinking deeper in my studies
I been gettin in touch with my abundance
I get caught up contemplating conundrums
I cannot keep perpetrating the numbness
When I touch down bet I double the numbers
All my income come in under the covers
Bet I hit it till she shake and she stutters
I'm a getting to the bag New York ass nigga
Deep apologies to my mama
I'm singing songs for my sisters and brothers
I'm unconcerned with the others
I got some cousins and I got some buzzins
All the bullshit I just hover above it
I wake up late wondering where the love is though really
I could feel it weighing on my shoulders
I could feel it calling, coming closer
I work all night till the day comes
I got the power through patience
I got paper out the pavement, I get paid out the pavement
I could feel it weighing on my shoulders
I could feel it calling, coming closer
I work all night till the day comes
I got the power through patience
I got paper out the pavement, I get paid out the pavement
I could feel it weighing on my shoulders
I could feel it calling, coming closer
I work all night till the day comes
I got the power through patience
I got paper out the pavement, I get paid out the pavement
Man dem can't move at my pace
Even on days when I wake up
And it feel like niggas been moving in place
Nah, stop it
Bought a box of the Pacqui
Keep a rack inside my pocket
I won't leave the house without it, no
Local, ain't no where a nigga can't go
I'm the coolest queens nigga out
Since uncle James with the Kangol stop it
I could feel it weighing on my shoulders
I could feel it calling, coming closer
I work all night till the day comes
I got the power through patience
I got paper out the pavement, I get paid out the pavement
I could feel it weighing on my shoulders
I could feel it calling, coming closer
I work all night till the day comes
I got the power through patience
I got paper out the pavement, I get paid out the pavement
I could feel it weighing on my shoulders
I could feel it calling, coming closer
I work all night till the day comes
I got the power through patience
I got paper out the pavement, I get paid out the pavement
I been sinking deeper in my studies
I been gettin in touch with my abundance
I get caught up contemplating conundrums
I cannot keep perpetrating the numbness
When I touch down bet I double the numbers
All my income come in under the covers
Bet I hit it till she shake and she stutters
I'm a getting to the bag New York ass nigga
Deep apologies to my mama
I'm singing songs for my sisters and brothers
I'm unconcerned with the others
I got some cousins and I got some buzzins
All the bullshit I just hover above it
I wake up late wondering where the love is though really
I could feel it weighing on my shoulders
I could feel it calling, coming closer
I work all night till the day comes
I got the power through patience
I got paper out the pavement, I get paid out the pavement
I could feel it weighing on my shoulders
I could feel it calling, coming closer
I work all night till the day comes
I got the power through patience
I got paper out the pavement, I get paid out the pavement
I could feel it weighing on my shoulders
I could feel it calling, coming closer
I work all night till the day comes
I got the power through patience
I got paper out the pavement, I get paid out the pavement
Credits
Writer(s): Rodney Hazard
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