Drathoven Swishahouse - Tryin to Get Paid lyrics

[Verse One - Paul Wall] I'm on the grind, trying to make paper stack up And if I slip and fall, then I get back up A two piece, any hater that wanna act up And if boxing don't work, a Glock got my back up pimping Talking down, is a thing of the past Instead of tripping off of me, you should be getting your cash I got a lot of paparazzi, trying to see through my gla** Well peep game I'm bout to teach cla**, listen to me I'm a hustler, with only one thing on my mind And that's getting all that's mine, while I'm in my prime Whether it's legal or a crime, the police still blind Cause I'm quiet and hush-hush, like a mime I'm gon shine, but not till the appropriate time So I nickel and dime, every lick I find If I fall in a bind, my inventory still fine I never let a slump, influence the way I grind baby [Hook - Paul Wall] All day and every night, I think about one thang Stacking my change, and that ain't never gon change I got plans for running game, until the money is drained Putting rocks in my ring, and ride a drop on swangs Steady hustling on the grind, out here doing my thang I'm just trying to maintain, how many licks I could stang But these boys who talking loud, they ain't got nothing to say But I ain't worried, I'm just trying to get paid [Verse Two - Paul Wall] I'm on the grind, I hustle everyday all day I'm trying to shine, with muscle and show off parque I lost time in the struggle, so I grind always Cause on my mind, I'm making up for lost pay I'm using my past for inspiration, when I was broke I had dreams and aspirations, influenced by hope I get up get out and get it, while I can cause I might get jammed Life don't always go, the way that you plan Instead of ducking the undercovers, or snoring undercovers I'm climbing out the underground, increasing my numbers 24/7 I grind, ain't no time for sleep Cause if you snooze you lose, and if you sleep you won't eat pimping I go and get it, being broke I ain't with it A different hustle every minute, if I said it I did it I can't let no critic, influence my mash for paper I grind major I'mma shine later, holla playa [Hook - Paul Wall] [Verse Three- Paul Wall] I'm on the grind, I worked for everything that I got I go and get it while it's hot, I'm on the block nonstop Cause I remember, when I didn't have didly squat And I'm not, trying to make a U-turn from the top pimping It ain't no time, for relationships Cause 99 percent of dips, will try to take your chips Ain't no slipping in my pimping, or slacking on my macking These boys lazy Cadillac'ing, while I'm greenback stacking Cause, while they in they bed catching they Z's I'm in the streets, trying to catch me some G's I gotta go and get all that I'm worth, cause being broke hurt And I ain't got time for shooting the breeze, check me out I hustle like a fiend, cause I'm addicted to cash I can't let my window, of oppritunity pa** It really ain't no telling, how long my money gon last So I mash and get it fast, first cla** for real [Hook - 2x]