Dues Lyrics

Yeah yeah yeah yeah

Gross!

Since you niggas been asleep made the dream real life tho (yes sir)

Bird sitting in my lap real shape no lipo (Gotdamn)

Uh

I been running up the score no buckets just FICOs

Curtains for your block Hitchcock going psycho

On that Private Suite no more waiting on the flight tho

Stack so many oohs bank thought is was a typo

The check singing (ooh wee)

We getting gross with this shit

Cant stand too close to me shit

Yeah Jimmy do the most

More freedom

More life

Moët nigga toast

I paid my dues in this bitch

Now I pay the clique

Now I

Hype the goons up to oil tycoons

Now we really talking slick

I paid my dues in the bitch

Used to play em like Nintendo

Now I

Push buttons like a contra code

Thirty men outside your window

Paid my dues

I don't really need the flash rap

Came up way before the hashtag

She in the kitchen for the cash app

Yeah fuck wit me she got the backsplash

Had to write this on the night shift right

Corporate ladder left me lifeless right

Jimmy living in a crisis right

Felt my spirit bussing back to re-alignment

(Talk to em Jimmy)

They don't tell you bout the nights full of doubt tho

Or how you finna get Rihanna on the outro

I'm just trying to get a south by south show

How you finna do that from the couch tho

(How Sway)

Put every verse into a hearse no debate

You supposed to be a Clay

You supposed to be great

Since you met me I been on my Gretzky

Ninety-nine on my jersey no skates

I paid my dues

I'm still paying em too

You lil shooters really couldn't put a foot in my shoes

They say the hustle must continue

And success is just a rental

Every muthafucking day the rent due

I paid my dues in this bitch

Now we paying dividends

Got a hundred grand in a sweat band

Put every dollar in the gym

I paid my dues in this bitch

And now we getting rich

Now every stream pulling green son

And every rapper singing he's a mean one

Mr. Grinch

I paid my dues

Got no crown

Got a Cinderella story

Got no gown

Let it sink in what I did with this ink pen

And it's titanic man we all gone drown

I paid my dues

Working nine to five ain't what I'm meant for

Been working overtime I ain't made a cent though

Jimmy finna build something monumental

You did it with a key boy I did it with a pencil

Yuck