Payslips
[00:00.000] 作词 : Brandon Scott/Aaron Davis/Dorai Harrison/Uche Ebele/Obi Ebele/Junior Williams
[00:01.000] 作曲 : Brandon Scott/Aaron Davis/Dorai Harrison/Uche Ebele/Obi Ebele/Junior Williams
[00:07.870]Payslips, running to the money everyday, see
[00:11.040]You see all the jobs I’m replacing
[00:13.290]If you really want it, we can take it there
[00:15.130]We ain’t playing fair
[00:17.330]Chases, fedarali got me dodging cases
[00:19.810]But I’m still lighting up stages
[00:21.850]While my n*ggas still banging on the pavements, yeah, on the paigons, yeah
[00:25.340]So, what you telling me?
[00:26.730]Had a top flow, like in Medellín
[00:28.860]Had a bad b looking hella sweet
[00:31.160]Cl-cl-click bang, that’s a felony
[00:33.100]We rode, nah, nah, nah, bang, bang
[00:35.240]On your da, da, da
[00:36.730]My money can’t go low, nah, nah, nah
[00:38.910]And she don’t even know, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
[00:42.350]Bro, money come in on the low
[00:45.590]Half of them don’t understand dough though
[00:47.820]Go yard, bag full of woahs (Woah)
[00:50.560]My n*gga buss case, yeah, yeah, man, I buss case
[00:53.840]Half of them don’t understand my pain
[00:56.480]Before I came out of the grain-ain-ain
[00:59.220]Cause man I get paid though, yeah, yeah, man, I get paid
[01:03.160]They don’t understand, yeah, yeah
[01:05.250]They don’t understand, yeah, yeah
[01:06.940]Yo, yo, yo
[01:08.430]Bugz
[01:09.530]What you know about running to the bag?
[01:11.920]Bugzy Malone, I do laps
[01:13.810]Like I’m holding up a gang with no wap
[01:15.950]Young black millionaire, no cap
[01:18.040]Multimillionaire, I might add
[01:20.180]Man, I’m doing too much, I get gassed
[01:22.320]Don’t throw stones out of a glass house
[01:24.410]Cah’ your little green house might collapse
[01:27.740]Tell ‘em stay safe, pray to the Lord that I buss case
[01:31.130]If I’m in the paper, give me the full page
[01:33.320]Publicity monster on a rampage
[01:35.310]We break the law, we go to court
[01:37.150]In order to get the dough, we’ll break the door
[01:39.290]I come from the dark, I’ll go to war
[01:41.380]I’ve always got the bag, I’m Santa Claus
[01:43.720]Bro, money come in on the low
[01:46.950]Half of them don’t understand dough though
[01:49.140]Go yard, bag full of woahs (Woah)
[01:51.880]My n*gga buss case, yeah, yeah, man, I buss case
[01:55.210]Half of them don’t understand my pain
[01:57.800]Before I came out of the grain-ain-ain
[02:00.540]Cause man I get paid though, yeah, yeah, man, I get paid
[02:04.420]They don’t understand, yeah, yeah
[02:06.610]They don’t understand, yeah, yeah
[02:10.200]I’m running to the bag, I just chase guap
[02:12.540]You ain’t running to the bag, you just chase thots
[02:14.630]Even when I bake off, I still make prof’
[02:16.720]They ain’t ‘bout it, they come ‘round to wave shots
[02:19.160]They’re scratching n*ggas and getting gassed up
[02:21.300]From way back, our opps be getting whacked up
[02:23.490]Why they act up?
[02:24.490]Like they match us
[02:25.480]Forty round my neck, tell them boys catch up
[02:27.870]Everyday, I’m running to the bank though
[02:29.960]Every-everyday, I spend another bankroll
[02:32.250]I don’t mind cause I’m gonna make it it back, yo
[02:34.290]Shawty fine, she just wanna get her back blown
[02:36.430]Most n*ggas cap, why they lying in their raps though?
[02:38.570]They just wanna rap, they weren’t really on the backroads
[02:40.710]50 on my AP, you know I take the piss
[02:42.650]Before rap, I was out, really tryna take the risk
[02:45.040]Bro, money come in on the low
[02:48.320]Half of them don’t understand dough though
[02:50.510]Go yard, bag full of woahs (Woah)
[02:53.300]My n*gga buss case, yeah, yeah, man, I buss case
[02:56.640]Half of them don’t understand my pain
[02:59.070]Before I came out of the grain-ain-ain
[03:01.910]Cause man I get paid though, yeah, yeah, man, I get paid
[03:05.790]They don’t understand, yeah, yeah
[03:07.980]They don’t understand, yeah, yeah
[00:01.000] 作曲 : Brandon Scott/Aaron Davis/Dorai Harrison/Uche Ebele/Obi Ebele/Junior Williams
[00:07.870]Payslips, running to the money everyday, see
[00:11.040]You see all the jobs I’m replacing
[00:13.290]If you really want it, we can take it there
[00:15.130]We ain’t playing fair
[00:17.330]Chases, fedarali got me dodging cases
[00:19.810]But I’m still lighting up stages
[00:21.850]While my n*ggas still banging on the pavements, yeah, on the paigons, yeah
[00:25.340]So, what you telling me?
[00:26.730]Had a top flow, like in Medellín
[00:28.860]Had a bad b looking hella sweet
[00:31.160]Cl-cl-click bang, that’s a felony
[00:33.100]We rode, nah, nah, nah, bang, bang
[00:35.240]On your da, da, da
[00:36.730]My money can’t go low, nah, nah, nah
[00:38.910]And she don’t even know, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
[00:42.350]Bro, money come in on the low
[00:45.590]Half of them don’t understand dough though
[00:47.820]Go yard, bag full of woahs (Woah)
[00:50.560]My n*gga buss case, yeah, yeah, man, I buss case
[00:53.840]Half of them don’t understand my pain
[00:56.480]Before I came out of the grain-ain-ain
[00:59.220]Cause man I get paid though, yeah, yeah, man, I get paid
[01:03.160]They don’t understand, yeah, yeah
[01:05.250]They don’t understand, yeah, yeah
[01:06.940]Yo, yo, yo
[01:08.430]Bugz
[01:09.530]What you know about running to the bag?
[01:11.920]Bugzy Malone, I do laps
[01:13.810]Like I’m holding up a gang with no wap
[01:15.950]Young black millionaire, no cap
[01:18.040]Multimillionaire, I might add
[01:20.180]Man, I’m doing too much, I get gassed
[01:22.320]Don’t throw stones out of a glass house
[01:24.410]Cah’ your little green house might collapse
[01:27.740]Tell ‘em stay safe, pray to the Lord that I buss case
[01:31.130]If I’m in the paper, give me the full page
[01:33.320]Publicity monster on a rampage
[01:35.310]We break the law, we go to court
[01:37.150]In order to get the dough, we’ll break the door
[01:39.290]I come from the dark, I’ll go to war
[01:41.380]I’ve always got the bag, I’m Santa Claus
[01:43.720]Bro, money come in on the low
[01:46.950]Half of them don’t understand dough though
[01:49.140]Go yard, bag full of woahs (Woah)
[01:51.880]My n*gga buss case, yeah, yeah, man, I buss case
[01:55.210]Half of them don’t understand my pain
[01:57.800]Before I came out of the grain-ain-ain
[02:00.540]Cause man I get paid though, yeah, yeah, man, I get paid
[02:04.420]They don’t understand, yeah, yeah
[02:06.610]They don’t understand, yeah, yeah
[02:10.200]I’m running to the bag, I just chase guap
[02:12.540]You ain’t running to the bag, you just chase thots
[02:14.630]Even when I bake off, I still make prof’
[02:16.720]They ain’t ‘bout it, they come ‘round to wave shots
[02:19.160]They’re scratching n*ggas and getting gassed up
[02:21.300]From way back, our opps be getting whacked up
[02:23.490]Why they act up?
[02:24.490]Like they match us
[02:25.480]Forty round my neck, tell them boys catch up
[02:27.870]Everyday, I’m running to the bank though
[02:29.960]Every-everyday, I spend another bankroll
[02:32.250]I don’t mind cause I’m gonna make it it back, yo
[02:34.290]Shawty fine, she just wanna get her back blown
[02:36.430]Most n*ggas cap, why they lying in their raps though?
[02:38.570]They just wanna rap, they weren’t really on the backroads
[02:40.710]50 on my AP, you know I take the piss
[02:42.650]Before rap, I was out, really tryna take the risk
[02:45.040]Bro, money come in on the low
[02:48.320]Half of them don’t understand dough though
[02:50.510]Go yard, bag full of woahs (Woah)
[02:53.300]My n*gga buss case, yeah, yeah, man, I buss case
[02:56.640]Half of them don’t understand my pain
[02:59.070]Before I came out of the grain-ain-ain
[03:01.910]Cause man I get paid though, yeah, yeah, man, I get paid
[03:05.790]They don’t understand, yeah, yeah
[03:07.980]They don’t understand, yeah, yeah
作词 : Brandon Scott/Aaron Davis/Dorai Harrison/Uche Ebele/Obi Ebele/Junior Williams
作曲 : Brandon Scott/Aaron Davis/Dorai Harrison/Uche Ebele/Obi Ebele/Junior Williams
Payslips, running to the money everyday, see
You see all the jobs I’m replacing
If you really want it, we can take it there
We ain’t playing fair
Chases, fedarali got me dodging cases
But I’m still lighting up stages
While my n*ggas still banging on the pavements, yeah, on the paigons, yeah
So, what you telling me?
Had a top flow, like in Medellín
Had a bad b looking hella sweet
Cl-cl-click bang, that’s a felony
We rode, nah, nah, nah, bang, bang
On your da, da, da
My money can’t go low, nah, nah, nah
And she don’t even know, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
Bro, money come in on the low
Half of them don’t understand dough though
Go yard, bag full of woahs (Woah)
My n*gga buss case, yeah, yeah, man, I buss case
Half of them don’t understand my pain
Before I came out of the grain-ain-ain
Cause man I get paid though, yeah, yeah, man, I get paid
They don’t understand, yeah, yeah
They don’t understand, yeah, yeah
Yo, yo, yo
Bugz
What you know about running to the bag?
Bugzy Malone, I do laps
Like I’m holding up a gang with no wap
Young black millionaire, no cap
Multimillionaire, I might add
Man, I’m doing too much, I get gassed
Don’t throw stones out of a glass house
Cah’ your little green house might collapse
Tell ‘em stay safe, pray to the Lord that I buss case
If I’m in the paper, give me the full page
Publicity monster on a rampage
We break the law, we go to court
In order to get the dough, we’ll break the door
I come from the dark, I’ll go to war
I’ve always got the bag, I’m Santa Claus
Bro, money come in on the low
Half of them don’t understand dough though
Go yard, bag full of woahs (Woah)
My n*gga buss case, yeah, yeah, man, I buss case
Half of them don’t understand my pain
Before I came out of the grain-ain-ain
Cause man I get paid though, yeah, yeah, man, I get paid
They don’t understand, yeah, yeah
They don’t understand, yeah, yeah
I’m running to the bag, I just chase guap
You ain’t running to the bag, you just chase thots
Even when I bake off, I still make prof’
They ain’t ‘bout it, they come ‘round to wave shots
They’re scratching n*ggas and getting gassed up
From way back, our opps be getting whacked up
Why they act up?
Like they match us
Forty round my neck, tell them boys catch up
Everyday, I’m running to the bank though
Every-everyday, I spend another bankroll
I don’t mind cause I’m gonna make it it back, yo
Shawty fine, she just wanna get her back blown
Most n*ggas cap, why they lying in their raps though?
They just wanna rap, they weren’t really on the backroads
50 on my AP, you know I take the piss
Before rap, I was out, really tryna take the risk
Bro, money come in on the low
Half of them don’t understand dough though
Go yard, bag full of woahs (Woah)
My n*gga buss case, yeah, yeah, man, I buss case
Half of them don’t understand my pain
Before I came out of the grain-ain-ain
Cause man I get paid though, yeah, yeah, man, I get paid
They don’t understand, yeah, yeah
They don’t understand, yeah, yeah
作曲 : Brandon Scott/Aaron Davis/Dorai Harrison/Uche Ebele/Obi Ebele/Junior Williams
Payslips, running to the money everyday, see
You see all the jobs I’m replacing
If you really want it, we can take it there
We ain’t playing fair
Chases, fedarali got me dodging cases
But I’m still lighting up stages
While my n*ggas still banging on the pavements, yeah, on the paigons, yeah
So, what you telling me?
Had a top flow, like in Medellín
Had a bad b looking hella sweet
Cl-cl-click bang, that’s a felony
We rode, nah, nah, nah, bang, bang
On your da, da, da
My money can’t go low, nah, nah, nah
And she don’t even know, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
Bro, money come in on the low
Half of them don’t understand dough though
Go yard, bag full of woahs (Woah)
My n*gga buss case, yeah, yeah, man, I buss case
Half of them don’t understand my pain
Before I came out of the grain-ain-ain
Cause man I get paid though, yeah, yeah, man, I get paid
They don’t understand, yeah, yeah
They don’t understand, yeah, yeah
Yo, yo, yo
Bugz
What you know about running to the bag?
Bugzy Malone, I do laps
Like I’m holding up a gang with no wap
Young black millionaire, no cap
Multimillionaire, I might add
Man, I’m doing too much, I get gassed
Don’t throw stones out of a glass house
Cah’ your little green house might collapse
Tell ‘em stay safe, pray to the Lord that I buss case
If I’m in the paper, give me the full page
Publicity monster on a rampage
We break the law, we go to court
In order to get the dough, we’ll break the door
I come from the dark, I’ll go to war
I’ve always got the bag, I’m Santa Claus
Bro, money come in on the low
Half of them don’t understand dough though
Go yard, bag full of woahs (Woah)
My n*gga buss case, yeah, yeah, man, I buss case
Half of them don’t understand my pain
Before I came out of the grain-ain-ain
Cause man I get paid though, yeah, yeah, man, I get paid
They don’t understand, yeah, yeah
They don’t understand, yeah, yeah
I’m running to the bag, I just chase guap
You ain’t running to the bag, you just chase thots
Even when I bake off, I still make prof’
They ain’t ‘bout it, they come ‘round to wave shots
They’re scratching n*ggas and getting gassed up
From way back, our opps be getting whacked up
Why they act up?
Like they match us
Forty round my neck, tell them boys catch up
Everyday, I’m running to the bank though
Every-everyday, I spend another bankroll
I don’t mind cause I’m gonna make it it back, yo
Shawty fine, she just wanna get her back blown
Most n*ggas cap, why they lying in their raps though?
They just wanna rap, they weren’t really on the backroads
50 on my AP, you know I take the piss
Before rap, I was out, really tryna take the risk
Bro, money come in on the low
Half of them don’t understand dough though
Go yard, bag full of woahs (Woah)
My n*gga buss case, yeah, yeah, man, I buss case
Half of them don’t understand my pain
Before I came out of the grain-ain-ain
Cause man I get paid though, yeah, yeah, man, I get paid
They don’t understand, yeah, yeah
They don’t understand, yeah, yeah
