Mayalino - Gotta Stay Paid Feat. Bun B & Max Minelli текст песни

Roll up a simmons, rob his chain and take his pennies
They only learning this the hard way, so half a brick up in the hallway
I'm wearing jordans cause I'm balling, look at my hoes I'm making profit
Call that 8 ball corner pocket,
You hear me chewing up these artists
I keep my jewelries in the hand gun polish
Drive some stacks and get my shooters couple targets
I keep it real homie this gangster shit regardless
Pretty cockly mean spa, beat the pussy till she tired
Spray my con put them foes up in my tie
Hitting the barracks like a speed bad
Go faster than the beans, I would never buy ac class
I put this space in his place out this world
Slow it down for my dj Robert herbs

[Hook] x 2
Money to be made, I gotta stay paid
Money to be made, I gotta stay paid
The game sharper than a motherfucking razor blade
Money over everything, I gotta stay paid

Say man I'm dripped out and draped up, pockets all caked up
Game was sleeping on me till I made them boys waked up
Shit I mean woked up, cause I've been ag ever since then thangs
With a tenant key in the cut, thangs spoke up
Don't attend the parking lot, the ass folded smoked up
Jays under tickets and you know my face is loaked up
Take your bapa home and like on facebook, she's poked up
I send her back to you deep down and stroked up
I'm in these streets to get this bread and stack a loaf
Living my life by the g code, everyday I take the oath
To keep it trill, if you ain't like that then get back from me homes
I make it hard to find your bitch ass like galaxy phones, come on

I'm too grown for all this baby shit, I gots to get this paper
Know with fans I made this bitch, we on the grind
Bun b and mayalino, when we tryina stack way more than ac note
Cause it's money to be made

[Hook] x 2
Money to be made, I gotta stay paid
Money to be made, I gotta stay paid
The game sharper than a motherfucking razor blade
Money over everything, I gotta stay paid

Pop another bottle, drink another drink up
I'm supposed to stop but fuck it, I just can't
I'm standing on the couch, I ain't got no home train
This shit feel good nigga, really can't explain it
I'm looking at the top, it's where a nigga aiming
Wearing dollar sign up, that's what a nigga claiming
We are not the same and, nigga you a lamey
I'm a fuck of g, I got a brain full of game yeah
I'm sitting on the best, I'm pissing out stress
30k a piece and chain hanging on my chest
Nigga I'm ice and my kicks kinda pricey
You know heart of the king, yea that crown fit me nicely
Now the game, there's my wifey
Money is my bitch, real is my religion, know a nigga never switch
Sign of the cross, that line if you cross
Will be your last time, that's the sound of a boss
Black money connor, on the mable connor
I done made a mill fucking with them out of towner
My wrist on freeze, nigga if you sneeze,
I got goons that will squeeze, chop you down like some trees

[Hook] x 2
Money to be made, I gotta stay paid
Money to be made, I gotta stay paid
The game sharper than a motherfucking razor blade
Money over everything, I gotta stay paid.