Gettin' Paid
Sammy C
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Yeah If I get to the top I ain't lookin back Look at this money I have I won't ever drop They stealing' my swag I'm tryna run up a bag I won't ever fold I'm out on my own You got me breaking my back I been through it all Hoping you'd call Look at the paper I stacked This shit ain't my fault It's all that I want I do not know why you're mad She fell in love with the drugs She fell in love with the cash I just put three on the dash Bitch I ain't evil, I'm bad Bitch I ain't evil, I'm bad Bitch I ain't evil, I'm bad Long time coming We ain't running We gone stay and wait I'm gettin paid I'm gettin paid I'm gettin paid You make in a week What I make in a day We got a bank You got a safe Watch 'em all fall They can't be saved Watch it all fall I'm making it rain I put a bezel inside of my chain I put a picture inside of my brain Shattered the glass I'm breaking the frame You fucking with him But that boy a lame The more that I make The less I feel pain Mixtape 'bout a hundred bands I'ma need paid in advance Tell that girl to bring her friends Oh shit, you a fan You can't be fucking with gang Everyone knows your name I will not take the blame Nah, never again Yeah, I heard what you said Nah, never again If I get to the top If I get to the top I ain't lookin back Look at this money I have I won't ever drop They stealing' my swag I'm tryna run up a bag I won't ever fold I'm out on my own You got me breaking my back I been through it all Hoping you'd call Look at the paper I stacked This shit ain't my fault It's all that I want I do not know why you're mad She fell in love with the drugs She fell in love with the cash I just put three on the dash Bitch I ain't evil, I'm bad Bitch I ain't evil, I'm bad Bitch I ain't evil, I'm bad You not the right type Bitch I won by a landslide And I'm fly like I hang glide Coupe with the peanut butter insides She was fucking and sucking With both her hands tied Bitch we on the Northside Southside that that's your side East side, where the west at Cross the line get broke like a Kit-Kat Broke bitch Yeah, you really can't fix that Hit a lick no smoke Where the cash at I'm the bomb Big boom like Baghdad Only smash if the bitch got a fat ass The Fiji she wet All of my people got ice on they neck Pull up and wreck Fucking that bitch up like Sheck Wes You ain't a threat If I get to the top If I get to the top I ain't lookin back Look at this money I have I won't ever drop They stealing' my swag I'm tryna run up a bag I won't ever fold I'm out on my own You got me breaking my back I been through it all Hoping you'd call Look at the paper I stacked This shit ain't my fault It's all that I want I do not know why you're mad She fell in love with the drugs She fell in love with the cash I just put three on the dash Bitch I ain't evil, I'm bad Bitch I ain't evil, I'm bad Bitch I ain't evil, I'm bad
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