Paycheck Lyrics

Clocking in for a paycheck

Bustin' my ass just so I can pay rent

But I'm running outta patience

14 an hour I will never be complacent

But I bust my ass

Money move quick

Not enough for gas

Living like a student

Alcatraz

But I still gotta go and buy low class

Now we gettin high

Putting in the work

Yeah that's the grind

POTUS didn't do work

That's a crime

Look at your watch and checking the time

Working so hard and it barely five

After this go sell a dime

I go home and write these rhymes

Just so I can kill some time

I just work too hard

Not to get this money though

Soon as I get it

Go and Throw it out the window

Blow the smoke

Cops be on patrol

We just Pump the brakes

When they on a roll

Hit that gas

And we head back home

I just work too hard

Not to get this money though

Soon as I get it

Go and Throw it out the window

Blow the smoke

Cops be on patrol

We just Pump the brakes

When they on a roll

Hit that gas

And we head back home

The flow is so better

I sound just like madvillian

I'm gettin the cheddar

Then run off adrenaline

Drop all the heat

And then Shots with berettas

You know I be going and gettin the lettuce

These winters is cold

Bigger and bold

These words that I wrote

Fill my pockets with gold

Hope I don't choke

My album is sold

Hold your breath shady

Your too fucking old

Woah

I be celebrating

All the haters that just fell off

They're forever waiting

Contemplating

If I'll make it

Either way

I'm Still creating

All these beats

And all these bars

About the streets

And different cars

And ima never take a pause

I just work too hard

Not to get this money though

Soon as I get it

Go and Throw it out the window

Blow the smoke

Cops be on patrol

We just Pump the brakes

When they on a roll

Hit that gas

And we head back home

I just work too hard

Not to get this money though

Soon as I get it

Go and Throw it out the window

Blow the smoke

Cops be on patrol

We just Pump the brakes

When they on a roll

Hit that gas

And we head back home

I just be killin it

I just be feelin it

Bitches they on my dick

Bust and then make it stick

We make a major flick

Hop on the label

Then feel like I'm able

To go and pay a bill

With rhymes that are straight skill

The pen to the paper

That is my light saber

But Bobby be playing

All of his games

And some how his albums

Is still gettin plays

Aye

My flow is so crazy

I'm driving Mercedes

They put me on Billboard

And I make it mainstream

I smoke on the hazy

And now I'm so lazy

But that doesn't phase me

You never can chase me

We going our own ways

life is so crazy

like worlds are colliding

These words they be sliding

Right outta my mouth

straight for the south

Smoke all the weed

Then sleep on the couch

I just work too hard

Not to get this money though

Soon as I get it

Go and Throw it out the window

Blow the smoke

Cops be on patrol

We just Pump the brakes

When they on a roll

Hit that gas

And we head back home

I just work too hard

Not to get this money though

Soon as I get it

Go and Throw it out the window

Blow the smoke

Cops be on patrol

We just Pump the brakes

When they on a roll

Hit that gas

And we head back home