This is a song about "Pay day"

Niggas talk murder, but they ain't gon ride

Maybe,but enemies will pay tonight

Get in the mood on blacc friday

Just know the price you have to pay

I pay taxes, pay dues, pay bills my whole life

But the love from the boppers had 'him watchin they rise

"heyy....wtf dad!! first gimme my pay"

Round my motherfuckin way

Ibut she better wait on my pay day

Yeah, and make sure everything you say

I make forty-some dollars a day

But someday my brains gonna pay

Needlin' through his day to day

Observe: cock and spray

Cause i ain't really care what the rest say

Getting a little more than an hour's pay