Define Detroit - Paid (feat. Kyle Mack) Lyrics

I'm tryna get paid
I'm tryna get paid
I'm tryna get paid
I'm tryna get paid
I'm tryna get paid
Don't give a f*ck what you say
Man I been at it for days
Knowledge is turnin' to pain
Livin' my life in the maze
Swear you would think I'm a mage
Balance and peace on the way
Ay, I need some cheese on my plate
I need some cheese on my plate
No time for the hoes that be reachin' for attention
Word to my women that be workin' for they pension
Ain't no slackin' off when you plottin' for ascencion
Faced a couple trials that I don't got time to mention
Numb to that balance and they wonder why they slippin'
Tippin'
Life is bitch she gon' let me get the tip in
Let me eat up in the kitchen, never get enough of that chicken
Never get enough of the risky, niggas turnin' up for these bitches
I'ma get downright vicious
I ain't got no time to be timid, I'm goin' outta town in a minute
I done been around shorty listen
I'ma beat it up and that's a given
All I did was take what I was given
Every dub start with a decision
That's why I always say it like I meant it
Every day I wake up on a mission
I'm tryna get paid
I'm tryna get paid
Do you hear the rage
Do you feel the pain
I'm trapped in a cage
Three Hundred and Sixty Five Days
I'm underpaid, I'm loosin' my faith
I'm tryna be brave, I'm tryna be brave
Yeah, yeah
Everyday I wake up on a mission
Like I'm playin' Grand Theft Auto or Torismo
Gotta hit the cartridge once like Nintendo
In a limbo tryna make my money limo
Should be thankful so I hit the Tebow
Raised in the six like I come from Toronto
But you can catch me on the Mutombo
Tryna make it out hair, Repunzell
Tryna Rogaine from the struggle
Mom said I'm dancin' with the devil, that makes sense why I like to hustle
Got a empty hole in my soul like a bagel
I been prayin' that my music pop like faygo
Chips have me livin' better made like potatoes
Being at the bottom never been my cup of Tazo
School of hard-knocks, Y'all could never get a tassel
If you not chasin' the money like a tassel
Can't be another average Joe flocco gotta get at A$AP Lord Flacko
No choice but to go Ibaka, no M'baku
And to all the hoes that deserve charcoal
I got tunnel vision gettin carpel
If you ain't help out with a carpool or help out at the Drive-thru
I don't owe you, ain't no code blue
Where was you when the tears flooded Urkle
DREAM
I'm tryna get paid
I'm tryna get paid
Do you hear the rage
Do you feel the pain
I'm trapped in the cage
Three Hundred and Sixty Five Days
I'm underpaid, I'm loosin' my faith
I'm tryna be brave, I'm tryna be brave
Yeah, yeah
I'm tryna get paid