Payroll

Woah, tell em' goodbye, go away, I gotta lay low

Got no time, now I gotta go and get a payroll on the line for myself and nobody else

Cause the money been calling me out of my cell yeah, out of my cell, I look inside of

Myself what I gotta do for some pride on my shelf

Refining my health, designer my belt still finding my wealth, but I've been walking

Out of line I'm lying down, wishing I'd forget it now

It's my decision now, I'ma roll it up take it in and let it out

I can't regret it now, I'ma see you later I know you're hitting me up, cause you don't

Got no one to talk to I've been giving it up, but I never really want to

Cause you left me on my own now I know you'd come around here just to