This is a song about "Now paying"

I dont need no chains with no cross to know that i’m blessed

They start paying attention when they start feeling neglect

Go get on your blogs and talk about me paying my dues,

From where they take them old beats and turn em into news

We buying they hoes bags, getting they bitches shoes

I'm just doing what i'm supposed to, paying my dues,

Die motherfuckin die, hope yo' ass fry, don't ask why

U running without paying me...don't even try

But keep them cigarettes away

Spitting caution tape, paying homage, say,

Now at school guys were paying attention to the quiet, more

My nigga hustle all day in front of the corner store

Hoping that the material possesions can materialise to a better you

It feels good putting money in your mailboxi love paying rent when the rent's due

Me and my niggas swarm on you like the killer bees

I be doing your bitch down in the sidewalk paying pennies