Still Gettin Paid Lyrics

Been grinding all day

And thrashing these lames

They jacking my wave

Just like copy and paste

They hate on my name

See it all in they face

Got filets on my plate

Cause I still get

Let's take um back to the days

Back to the backflipping days

Before we were just rats in a maze

Before packing gats and blasting with Kay's

Became a normal thing

Before staying strapped and doing math with the cain

Was the only way to get respect on your name

And niggas became to pressed for the fame

And started losing the rules of the game

Forgot the road map and the paths that were paved

Only asking what's fast and if or pays

For the quick cash let they talent go to waste

Keep the trey pound in the elastic of they waist

Like hanes

For the opps throwing shots tryin' turn me to a curb stain

My eyes popped on the block when I'm watching these opps

Tryin' to swerve lanes

Cause I'm still getting paid

(Yeah)

And I'm still getting paid

(Yeah)

Said I'm still getting paid

(Yeah)

I'm still getting paid

Been grinding all day

And thrashing these lames

They jacking my wave

Just like copy and paste

They hate on my name

See it all in they face

Got filets on my plate

Cause I still get

I speak with proper diction so the fans understand

When I'm saying fuck the opposition

Niggas send they mans to obstruct my position

Make them wait patient like doctor visits

Got the hardest bars since San Quinton

Ain't another man on standard with him

You niggas would crumble in my conditions

When the pressures on to make provisions

Too busy politicking tea sipping like Wendy Williams

Need retina scans just to see my vision

I ain't grandstanding for the recognition

This my disposition

I'm a die hard killer in competition

Flows the fifth element and the sixth sense

I'm a shooter on loops like Bruce Willis

Ain't nothing y'all groups can do with him

Cause I'm still getting paid

(Yeah)

And I'm still getting paid

(Yeah)

Said I'm still getting paid

(Yeah)

I'm still getting paid

Been grinding all day

And thrashing these lames

They jacking my wave

Just like copy and paste

They hate on my name

See it all in they face

Got filets on my plate

Cause I still get