This is a song about "Bills due"

Belly full of paper bills

She likes the way it hits her lips

Or just relax in brasil and payed no bills,

But somethin' was always missin' like six digits

And god blessed me with a lot of patience

I wasn't stopping 'til i got the bills

If your man can't keep up wit you

Your time is up, your time is due,

Many disasters with any bills what matters

Part of me though, is searching for answers

Sippin' on the glass, gettin' higher like the rent is due,

I don't wanna ever come down off this cloud of lovin' you

Uh, i'm tryna learn something new

And pays you and there's no pay due

On my ride on the bills baby i

They gon tell you that's a lie, lie, lie