文本歌词

Curren$y、Trademark - Payroll
Do this sh*t done that sh*t
Get in the zone my homies tell me run that sh*t
Buy them Porsches to practice doing donuts in
Catwalk model top b**ches we run up in
F**k 'em haters saying they don't f**k with him
Spitta keep it all the way one hundred
Highed up to most they rank under him
Smoking on something thunderous
Marijuana designer expensive ganja b**ch
You in the month of this
I've already picked your gown out mama
You gon' look stunning b**ch
Try to feel A1 with this
Cinderella nervous
Thinking this gon' turn into a pumpkin chill
Long as you ain't rid all
Of that fronting we can bail
Word to my white walls
Keep food in them dog bowls every night
It's a fool it's a war zone scary sight
But it's cool it's what I call home jet life
In that six where I just rolled past the satellite
Dressed to kill hoping that I don't die
Word to Mary I just bury my problems inside
Until they too heavy to carry
Then I write these rhymes
Chess some game
If I feel that you worth the time
If you lame I just direct you to them exit signs
Go back to where you came
Squares too scared to get paid with the players
They watch from the sideline they never out there
We in it oh yeah all conditions gear
ACGs the G is what you see here
Oh mane you know how the game go
Counting up this payroll
Smoking all the dank ho
Just rolled up another one
Stay high and lay low
We be on that other sh*t
Figure y'all the same old ayo
Oh mane you know how the game go
Counting up this payroll
Smoking all the dank ho
Just rolled up another one
Stay high and lay low
We be on that other sh*t
Figure y'all the same old ayo
I'm business-minded individual
Eating good off rap
I snack on rats and live off my residuals
Cooley in the cut
Counting blessings and feeling spiritual
Get money and chill every day
It's like a ritual
Habitual smoker
I stay high off that medicinal kush
Cruising through the city
Locing feeling invincible
And the new machine so clean I'm invisible
Behind these dark tints my ni**a
Picture that visual
Picture me pulling up to a condo with a river view
You lames still hating mane
But we ain't hearing you
Here to do what we do get this money
Share with a few
Ni**a been grinding since
Timbaland and Magoo was crew
Ain't nothing changed but my change
Lil homie my gear is new
It's cool rappers are mad
Cause the game ain't feeling you
Just step to the sidelines
Then shift to me and my crew
Bad b**ches and sticky
It's your game she's rolling with me
I'm cruising through the city
Smoking fifties we puff like Diddy
Really this how I'm living
They lying they just look silly
Still trying to touch a milly
Before I'm buried in Gentilly
I was born to ball real niggas
And b**ches feel me
I swear they gon' have to kill me
Before I stop making it happen
Staying true to my faction
Spending Jacksons off rapping
I'm saving up all the fragments
Running out of places to stack 'em
Tre's still 'bout that action for niggas
Who want to asking what the f**k