Pusha T - Paid lyrics

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Pusha T - Paid lyrics

Yeah, King Push Uh, Jeremih You know we all about that money, right? Well let's get paid Paid! Paid! Tryna get paid Tryna get paid You ain't talkin' 'bout the money, what you talkin' I'm tryna get paid f** what they say I don't need no faves All I need is blue faces Dead presidents, roll the same Movin' up, George Jefferson Shoppin' sprees, I know you've never been All these n***as hate Had to hit 'em with the wave First cla**, talkin' 1A First cla**, talkin' 1A New money, blue hunnids Cold winters, cruel summers We winners, the crew of us It's nothin' better than livin' it with your brothers New wheels on deck, no chill, we flex New chicks, we s**, who's up? We next It's a race 'til the finish line 'Til all my dogs eat like it's dinner time We spend it on light toys, dodgin' them bike boys Flippin' them pill packs, dodgin' them bike boys We know the risk and the payoff You only live once, so we never take a day off Chop shops are the small change Small gun with a long range With the molly, made our own lane We just here to get paid, we just tryna get paid You ain't talkin' 'bout the money, what you talkin' I'm tryna get paid f** what they say I don't need no faves All I need is blue faces Dead presidents, roll the same Movin' up, George Jefferson Shoppin' sprees, I know you've never been All these n***as hate Had to hit 'em with the wave First cla**, talkin' 1A First cla**, talkin' 1A Remember sleepin' on the rooftops? Now what I'm drivin' out, a roof drops No more skatin' through my tube socks You wild n***as like the Boondocks The treasure's inside of the trunk Help mama with the first of the month Baby mama get to buy what she want Baby sister get to buy the free lunch It goes down when the poverty's up, woo! See the difference is, had to get it, no priviledge Had to take it, no middle man Just divided up the dividends That's drug dealer discipline That's how you reel 'em in For that almighty dollar I make the whole gang follow The only way to pop bottles You gotta have the money and the power We just tryna get paid You ain't talkin' 'bout the money, what you talkin' I'm tryna get paid f** what they say I don't need no faves All I need is blue faces Dead presidents, roll the same Movin' up, George Jefferson Shoppin' sprees, I know you've never been All these n***as hate Had to hit 'em with the wave First cla**, talkin' 1A First cla**, talkin' 1A