Gettin' Paid

Got my mind on this money, cause I gotta stay paid

Running into fakers on my journey, everyday

Just because, they see a nigga riding high

They think that I be slipping, and I don't know why

I got this money in my pocket, making moves everyday

Laughing at these haters, waving money in they face

Even though I know, they really wanna ride

I pay em no attention, and they don't know why

Hit em up get em up, early in the morning

I'm smoking pine and writing rhymes, while niggaz still yawning

By noon I'm out the do', twenty inches to the flo'

Although bidness been slow, this mouthpiece fa sho

And I know that no hoe, can interfere with this cash flow

That ass we can bash, like grass begin to grow

Zero once mo', had to show up and po' up

Unexpectedly blow up, then proceed to sew up

Bitches throw up they sick, far gon on my dick

I was treated like shit, until I dropped my first hit

Southside baby, won't you scream it if you mean it

I done been there done that, 22 young I done seen it

Got some plex go on bring it, rap star but I can sing it

Twenty G's a show, with eight mo' I can swing it

Moving ki's and G's, on down to C.D.'s and LP's

Clocking nothing but thee's, doing this thang with ease I'm getting paid

Got my mind on this money, cause I gotta stay paid

Running into fakers on my journey, everyday

Just because, they see a nigga riding high

They think that I be slipping, and I don't know why

I got this money in my pocket, making moves everyday

Laughing at these haters, waving money in they face

Even though I know, they really wanna ride

I pay em no attention, and they don't know why

This the space age playa, let's drift into places

Where gangstas turn stars, on the regular basis

You don't work you don't eat, lesson one on the street

I'm the only man in my mama's eyes, I gotta be on feet

But my mystery is complete, in this life long miracle

I must confess I been blessed, just to be so lyrical

Smoking blunts and pulling stunts, bitch I'm cold as a blizzard

I get in to fit in, then blend in like a lizard

It's the wizard, steady waving my wand

Be calm in the presence, of the hard headed don

Switched up on haters, grabbed the sto's and theaters

Put the steak on a plate, large estates with the acres

Put the punks in the trunks, put the frauds with the fakers

Got my grind on, shine on with my paper

How can you escape the, lyrical impact

That's coming through your chest, your head and your back

It's a fact that I stack, count mills to be exact

Rap game hall of fame, nothing but awards and placks

So where the haters at, so I could squash the chit-chat

Born and raised to break hats, and stay strapped with my gat

Cream mats in the Lac, chromey 4's be turning

Money earning my concerning, plus the weed I'm burning

I'm confirming the commission, while you suckers get played

Jam Down it's for real, forever get paid we getting paid

Got my mind on this money, cause I gotta stay paid

Running into fakers on my journey, everyday

Just because, they see a nigga riding high

They think that I be slipping, and I don't know why

I got this money in my pocket, making moves everyday

Laughing at these haters, waving money in they face

Even though I know, they really wanna ride

I pay em no attention, and they don't know why

It's so hard to get rich, but easy to be broke

And these toss up's and cross up's, mo' niggaz get smoked

I'm at the end of the road, transacts for do'

When there's a will there's a way, dear God I hope

My career don't slow, or fall to something negative

Proposition and mission, is to be an executive

Cool calm and collected, intellectually respected

The body to the rap game, I slowly dissect it

I select the category, lyricists

Ain't no changing us, dangerous serious

I know ya curious, furious with your trigga

Your army's busters ball, Jam Down is paid niggaz yeah we get paid

Got my mind on this money, cause I gotta stay paid

Running into fakers on my journey, everyday

Just because, they see a nigga riding high

They think that I be slipping, and I don't know why

I got this money in my pocket, making moves everyday

Laughing at these haters, waving money in they face

Even though I know, they really wanna ride

I pay em no attention, and they don't know why

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