Gotta pay Lyrics

The flyest nigga in it, really independent

I'm eyeing on the jag, coppin that Infinit

My times really money, careful how I spend it

They cars real exotic, You see the shit is rented

They saying they getting stacks, Shit we you know we ain't attached

It's obvious as shit, you could tell it wasn't facts

In the song pushing packs, wearing different hat's

I'm ever in the trenches, you could tell that I'm relaxed

The beach or the block, where niggas getting shot

I'm probably in a drop, in shorts where it's hot

You never laid where where a fiend used to cop

You never seen the bottom, tryna see me at the top

Couldn't tell where i been, the money i would spend

So fuck e'm i'ma shine, gives a fuck who I offend

The hell cat is hard, shit I took it on a spin

You should fuck with me, if u really tryna win

Make a toast, if you gotta way

I need it right, shit i gotta way

Keep the luck, i just gotta pray

They want the game, but they gotta pay

They want the game but they gotta pay

They want the game but they gotta pay

I'm living on the edge, pull me off the ledge

How we lose unc?, Nigga r.i.p. to reg

Players feel alone, with these bitches in our beds

I was 13 Pop's, snatched by the fed's

My sis and her mom, when they knocked she was calm

Her earth did a stretch, before she went to prom

Scelina she a soldier, she survived Vietnam

Our struggles paralleled, guess it adds to the bond

The real i could recognize, i was less than 5

In the game had to play, where devil lies

Shit is real, and i'm still alive

Knew there was a God, i was staring in the devils eyes

I ain't even blink, Couldn't even think

Hard to talk about, shit i need a drink

Had to let it sink, Na i need a shrink

trying not to break, i was on the brink

Make a toast, if you gotta way

I need it right, shit i gotta way

Keep the luck, i just gotta pray

They want the game, but they gotta pay

They want the game but they gotta pay

They want the game but they gotta pay