Payola
I did a number on this one
It's gon' get me looks
I go to Johnny to run up the stats
Ain't no payola but that's how it look
My dog on a addy, I'm so good at adding
You'd think I was cooking the books
Long time coming, oh fucking well
Man, it took what it took
Bone Crusher, I ain't never scared, never fear-bound
What have you done for me lately, lil baby? I live in the here and now
Boys I don't wanna know are whining like Mario through the grapevine
Ay, shit isn't sweet, you thought it was safe, ha?
Ay, ay, ay, you thought it was safe, ha?
Ay, oh my god, you thought it was safe, ha?
Shit isn't safe, no playing it safe
Whoever's gassing you way the fuck up should wake the fuck up and give it a break
I'm here and I'm itching to stay, I'm plotting a pivotal play
I'm expecting all your hands up like the clock at the middle of day
The memo was sent, the mission relayed
The troops gunning for the same prize
When you're down bad they gon' cut ties
When you're coming up, they gon' claim ties
You could've had a hand in this
Are you sorry now? Too late to hang by us
I'm bench warmer turned role player
Turned face of the fucking franchise
It's gon' get me looks
I go to Johnny to run up the stats
Ain't no payola but that's how it look
My dog on a addy, I'm so good at adding
You'd think I was cooking the books
Long time coming, oh fucking well
Man, it took what it took
Bone Crusher, I ain't never scared, never fear-bound
What have you done for me lately, lil baby? I live in the here and now
Boys I don't wanna know are whining like Mario through the grapevine
Ay, shit isn't sweet, you thought it was safe, ha?
Ay, ay, ay, you thought it was safe, ha?
Ay, oh my god, you thought it was safe, ha?
Shit isn't safe, no playing it safe
Whoever's gassing you way the fuck up should wake the fuck up and give it a break
I'm here and I'm itching to stay, I'm plotting a pivotal play
I'm expecting all your hands up like the clock at the middle of day
The memo was sent, the mission relayed
The troops gunning for the same prize
When you're down bad they gon' cut ties
When you're coming up, they gon' claim ties
You could've had a hand in this
Are you sorry now? Too late to hang by us
I'm bench warmer turned role player
Turned face of the fucking franchise
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Writer(s): W. Westbrooks
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