Beatfreakz
Payslips
Running to the money everyday see
You see all the jobs I′m replacin'
If you really want it, we can take it there
We ain′t playing fair, chase us
Federales got me dodging cases
But I'm still lighting up stages
All my niggers still banging on the pavement, yeah
On the paigons, yeah
So what you're telling me
Had a top floor lookin′ like Medellín
Had a bad B looking hella sweet
Click-click-click bang that′s a felony
We roll nah, nah, nah
Bang bang on y'all, dah, dah
My money can′t go low, nah, nah, nah
And she don't even know, la, la, la
Roll, money come in on the low
Half of them don′t understand dough, dough
Goyard bag full of rolls
(rolls)
My nigga bust case
Yeah, yeah, man I bust case
Half of them don't understand my pain
Before I came out of the drain, eh, eh
′Cause man I get paid, yeah, yeah
Man I get paid
They don't understand, yeah, yeah
They don't understand, yeah, yeah
Yo, yo, Bugz
What you know about running to the bag
Bugzy Malone I do laps
(yeah)
Like I′m holding up the gang with no wap
Black millionaire, no cap
Multimillionaire, I might add
Now I′m doing too much, I get gassed
(jeez)
Don't throw stones out of a glass house
Cah your likkle greenhouse might collapse
Tell ′em stay safe
Pray to the Lord that I bust case
If I'm in the paper, give me the full page
(what?)
Publicity monster, we′re on a rampage
We break the law, we go to court
In order to get the dough, we break the door
I come from the dark, I'll go to war
I′ve always got the bag, I'm Santa Claus
Roll, money come in on the low
Half of them don't understand dough, dough
Goyard bag full of rolls
(rolls)
My nigga bust case
Yeah, yeah, man I bust case
Half of them don′t understand my pain
Before I came out of the drain, eh, eh
′Cause man I get paid, yeah, yeah
Man I get paid
They don't understand, yeah, yeah
They don′t understand, yeah, yeah
I'm running to the bag, I just chase guap
You ain′t running to the bag, you just chase fucks
Even when I bake off, I just make prof'
They ain′t about it and they come round to weigh shots
They're scratching niggas and getting gassed up
From way back opps been getting wap'd up
Why they act up, like they match us
40 around my neck, told them boys, "Catch up"
Every-every day I′m running to the bank though
(every day)
Every-every day I spend another bank roll
(yes)
I don′t mind cah I'm gonna make it back yo
Shawty fine she just wanna get her back blown
Most niggas cap why they lying in their raps though?
(Why)
They just wanna rap, they weren′t really on the back road
50 on my AP you know I take the piss
Before rap, I was out really tryna take the risk
Roll, money come in on the low
Half of them don't understand dough, dough
Goyard bag full of rolls
(rolls)
My nigga bust case
Yeah, yeah, man I bust case
Half of them don′t understand my pain
Before I came out of the drain, eh, eh
'Cause man I get paid, yeah, yeah
Man I get paid
They don′t understand, yeah, yeah
They don't understand, yeah, yeah
Writer(s): Uche Ebele, Obi Ebele, Jahmori Simmons, Brandon Scott, Niyi Yusuf, Junior Williams, M24, Aaron Davis
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