This is a song about "High paid"

The proverbial lemonade that i made

Account the amount we are paid

We magnetizing the ghetto

We just getting paid tho

I'm feeling the same, all these criminals paid

I'd hate to see the seeds she created, and so we wait

Uh riding 'round, i got some towson bait

But den i realised i aint gonna be paid...

Go to hell, i mean that, burn you like green backs

You get paid less than my income tax,

And oh, i gotta find my way

Just get paid, just another day

It's way too lateand if i got to die young then it's just my fate

Get your priorities straight and have your groceries paid

But y'all niggas still ain't getting paid

Our vision never changed, we self made