I'm Gettin Paid!
(Relly made)
I ain't got no time, for these niggas or these bitches
Everybody want a part of my riches
But nobody took the time to come and visit
Now all of a sudden everybody wanna listen
Back when I started I couldn't afford this shit
I was bargaining, now I'm going all in
This shit coming off my pen No matter what I compensate for my sins
The look on my face ain't no grin I got some shit on my chest
How the fuck you gone call me your friend?
You ain't did shit for me, bitch
Cause you ain't want me to win
You was hating on me talking shit with a bitch
Now y'all both be bumming and shit Now you asking for money and shit
Don't bite that hand that fed you
Now you eating crumbs around this bitch
I escalate the situation off the love I had your back no matter what
Now I'm feeling like you a bitch You ran up out of luck
I said you can't talk to me Cause now I don't talk for free
You can't walk with me You better off walking the streets
Did this shit by myself Now I'm enjoying my wealth
I did this shit by myself Now I'm enjoying my wealth
Where everybody at? All these niggas my friends they say
But shit, I don't see them when I'm making these ends
I say, everybody on my dick Where was y'all when I ain't have shit
Now I'm back in this bitch Now I'm rapping and shit
I ain't hitting no licks All I'm getting is bricks
Sike ain't flipping no bricks Patek on my wrist, sike
I don't rock no jewelry But I gave that shit to my nigga
Cause he like what that shit look like
Spit a verse with a hook, right
Spit up in this bitch
I don't like what she look like
Spit off on that bitch
Did this shit right here on my own
Now you can't ask me for shit
I go retarded in strip clubs throw that money all on that bitch
Yeah, huh, I'm getting paid, what you doing bitch
Yeah, I'm getting paid, what you doing nigga
Yeah, I'm getting paid, what you doing
Spend a check, get a check, spend it
Spend a check, get a check, spend it
Huh, I'm getting paid, what you doing bitch
Yeah, I'm getting paid, what you doing nigga
Yeah, I'm getting paid, what you doing
Spend a check, get a check, spend it
Spend a check, get a check, spend it
It's one thing to not have the money, but if you do have the money
And your wardrobe and your appearance still looks like a boy
You still a boy
You may have more money than the first guy
So you feel like, ah, I'm better than that
Okay, but what are you doing in your life
If you're living a life to where you're not exposed to anything
That you wouldn't have been exposed to as a teenage boy
Houston, we have a problem
I ain't got no time, for these niggas or these bitches
Everybody want a part of my riches
But nobody took the time to come and visit
Now all of a sudden everybody wanna listen
Back when I started I couldn't afford this shit
I was bargaining, now I'm going all in
This shit coming off my pen No matter what I compensate for my sins
The look on my face ain't no grin I got some shit on my chest
How the fuck you gone call me your friend?
You ain't did shit for me, bitch
Cause you ain't want me to win
You was hating on me talking shit with a bitch
Now y'all both be bumming and shit Now you asking for money and shit
Don't bite that hand that fed you
Now you eating crumbs around this bitch
I escalate the situation off the love I had your back no matter what
Now I'm feeling like you a bitch You ran up out of luck
I said you can't talk to me Cause now I don't talk for free
You can't walk with me You better off walking the streets
Did this shit by myself Now I'm enjoying my wealth
I did this shit by myself Now I'm enjoying my wealth
Where everybody at? All these niggas my friends they say
But shit, I don't see them when I'm making these ends
I say, everybody on my dick Where was y'all when I ain't have shit
Now I'm back in this bitch Now I'm rapping and shit
I ain't hitting no licks All I'm getting is bricks
Sike ain't flipping no bricks Patek on my wrist, sike
I don't rock no jewelry But I gave that shit to my nigga
Cause he like what that shit look like
Spit a verse with a hook, right
Spit up in this bitch
I don't like what she look like
Spit off on that bitch
Did this shit right here on my own
Now you can't ask me for shit
I go retarded in strip clubs throw that money all on that bitch
Yeah, huh, I'm getting paid, what you doing bitch
Yeah, I'm getting paid, what you doing nigga
Yeah, I'm getting paid, what you doing
Spend a check, get a check, spend it
Spend a check, get a check, spend it
Huh, I'm getting paid, what you doing bitch
Yeah, I'm getting paid, what you doing nigga
Yeah, I'm getting paid, what you doing
Spend a check, get a check, spend it
Spend a check, get a check, spend it
It's one thing to not have the money, but if you do have the money
And your wardrobe and your appearance still looks like a boy
You still a boy
You may have more money than the first guy
So you feel like, ah, I'm better than that
Okay, but what are you doing in your life
If you're living a life to where you're not exposed to anything
That you wouldn't have been exposed to as a teenage boy
Houston, we have a problem
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Writer(s): Phillip Thornton
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