Are they gon' pay us and will they make it rain? yup
But ill never be brought down, im to far up
And i end up giving your kids dat bread.
I get mine and i bounce like a bad check
And i have to say that music keeps me here, by far, the main thing
I cant help but have that feeling, the more i keep giving the more im living.
'til the day i stop breathin' i'm not giving it up
How can niggas blame us, i am not ashamed but
Drinking liquor and i'm looking for some hoes to fuck
And pull those other four down, you ain't giving up
Using my third eye like im giving out karate blows
And a nigga have ‘em beefin’ on who gon' twist up my new growth
And it's breaking me down, watching the world spin round
But im not fucking around, im giving the beat a pound
Cheating, sleeping, its giving me a reason, beating, someone up.
What yall niggas know about it, my kick game is world cup
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