Expected

Uhhhh
Uhhhhh
Old school wit it
Old school wit it
Old school wit it
Let's go

Tryna get paid want my wallet overweight
Black and white diamonds never segregate
On time, is late, not my birthday but get cake
We gettin' to this money, we expect you to hate
We expect you to hate
Expect you to hate
We gettin' to this money, we expect you to hate
On time, is late, not my birthday but get cake
We gettin' to this money, we expect you to hate
Chyeaah

We want that money, that yen, yeah them pesos
Take yo's on this paper chase until we break toes
Hate hoes, but I love a lady till they crazy
Got 'em tellin' Maury, you the father of the baby
Never sexed ya, wish that I could say, I never met ya
Just know that all these scandalous hoes is out to get ya
No mistakes or regrets, it's lessons
Pockets full of dead men, they my best friends
More than likely, your wifey will like me
She wanna make a movie wit me, Spike Lee
Told her that we could just do it, Nike
Got me chasin' dreams while you sleep at night G
Hate me, but respect the muscle and the hustle
Said I couldn't make it, so success is my rebuttal
They in trouble if they sleepin' on me, teach em, homie
Hatin' phonies tryna stop me like I'm Joseph Kony

Tryna get paid want my wallet overweight
Black and white diamonds never segregate
On time, is late, not my birthday but get cake
We gettin' to this money, we expect you to hate
We expect you to hate
Expect you to hate
We gettin' to this money, we expect you to hate
On time, is late, not my birthday but get cake
We gettin' to this money, we expect you to hate
Chyeaahh

I can't hear you niggas talkin', you ain't talkin' money
Knocked they honeys, came and fucked the game up
Now she walkin' funny
Just tryna get my pockets thick quick
Hit licks, tell them haters kiss my ass
You can see they lipstick
Money hungry, I'm just lookin' for a picnic
These gimmicks really must be sick, call Dr. Lipschitz
Motivation is to make more money than I spend
My critics is real funny, got me laughin', David Letterman
I'm a veteran, never let them devils in
They tryna come and hurt the game, but I'm excederin
Know I'm better than all my competition
Got me killin' rappers for a livin', Jimmy Henchman
Then I lynched them, the game will never miss them
Used to wrestle with my doubts, but then I had to pin them
Now I'm winnin', I'm swimmin' in yo women
Runnin' to this money all day like I'm a Kenyan

Tryna get paid want my wallet overweight
Black and white diamonds never segregate
On time, is late, not my birthday but get cake
We gettin' to this money, we expect you to hate
We expect you to hate



Credits
Writer(s): Reuben Haley
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