Gimme my money, for goods and services This is the foundation of business Gimme my money, in my stone cold bank account Before you sign the check double-check the amount I'm the master of paper stack getting With a minor in never forgetting Who tried to screw me out some hard earned dough Cla**ic vendetta I'm Vince Van Gogh Minus the impressionism, plus some beats Plus some paperwork and stacks of receipts If the shoe fits, wear it on your head I need proof I don't want a story man I want the truth I want what I wanna get, money on my bedspread Try to f** me over and you'll end up… sad This is the technique, from geek to the bottom of a creek My payment comes now not in a week Gimme my money Mixing business and pleasure is a no-no So if I know you count the bills out slow-mo No offense, all reason and rhyme We can be friends if you pay me on time And that's a must, I know too many scrublords Scrubbin around in the dirt watchin Star Wars If you want to make it put the phone on vibration Put your work in before you plan your vacation I'm the bad guy because I want my check Save the bullsh** I don't want your respect Or the admiration of my peers I just want the motherf**in check to clear You think it's funny, I'm straight up mirthless I don't work for free because I'm not worthless I don't work for free because I like to eat steak Pay day's my birthday because I get cake