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JG $tackhouse - Walter Payton Lyrics



JG $tackhouse - Walter Payton Lyrics
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I just need my space right now
You recording
No plans
It's a brand new 24, I'm gon' make more today
Hands countin' up a lot of paper, I get motivated
Pretty chick, she rollin' up my woods, she look like Coi Leray
On top of the business, product touch the population
Fashion down, from head to toe, like I'm at graduation
You can't see me, like I'm casper, focused on the bag I'm chasing
You say I look like a hustler, tryna dodge the accusation
Three bricks for the 34, I feel like Walter Payton
Life get real, but this shit still amazing
Tryna get rich, on some different shit lately
Watching Lamar, I'mma bet on the Ravens
Might pour a three, like I'm Anthony Davis
Stuck in the trap, need to take a hiatus
Chain, it be lit like the strip out in Vegas
Rock is supreme, like I ordered some bagels
In Beverly Hills, like my name Billy Baker
I'mma get paid every day, it's a new week
I'm in a coupe seat
I give her money so she get her new feet
Doing too much in the car, with a room key
Stay rolling up, I end up where the moon be
I keep on laughing cause I'm watching Blue Streak
I'm on the papers, I ain't talking no looseleaf
Kicking my shit, I ain't talking no Bruce Lee
Get what she want when she try to seduce me
I'm not from Philly, but got a Lil Uzi
Camera recording, my life is a movie
Got it on Monday, then got it off Tuesday
Spilling my cup, while I'm shopping in Houston
Gun in my pocket, I watch where I'm going
Good with the pressure, I'm not Pat Ewing
Pockets just steady gettin bigger, Rasputia
Stash a few bricks in a PT Cruiser
I gotta win, can't see me losing
Put a arch in your back, watch me keep moving
Order a lil ice, just to keep me cool
A few thousand a day on a play is terrific
A few thousand a day like I play for the Pistons
Got where I want, cause I play my position
Wake up and I pray, on my way to some millions
It's a brand new 24, I'm gon' make more today
Hands countin' up a lot of paper, I get motivated
Pretty chick, she rollin' up my weed, she look like Coi Leray
On top of the business, product touch the population
Fashion down, from head to toe, like I'm at graduation
You can't see me, like I'm casper, focused on the bag I'm chasing
You say I look like a hustler, tryna dodge the accusation
Three bricks for the 34, I feel like Walter Payton
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English

I just need my space right now
You recording
No plans
It's a brand new 24, I'm gon' make more today
Hands countin' up a lot of paper, I get motivated
Pretty chick, she rollin' up my woods, she look like Coi Leray
On top of the business, product touch the population
Fashion down, from head to toe, like I'm at graduation
You can't see me, like I'm casper, focused on the bag I'm chasing
You say I look like a hustler, tryna dodge the accusation
Three bricks for the 34, I feel like Walter Payton
Life get real, but this shit still amazing
Tryna get rich, on some different shit lately
Watching Lamar, I'mma bet on the Ravens
Might pour a three, like I'm Anthony Davis
Stuck in the trap, need to take a hiatus
Chain, it be lit like the strip out in Vegas
Rock is supreme, like I ordered some bagels
In Beverly Hills, like my name Billy Baker
I'mma get paid every day, it's a new week
I'm in a coupe seat
I give her money so she get her new feet
Doing too much in the car, with a room key
Stay rolling up, I end up where the moon be
I keep on laughing cause I'm watching Blue Streak
I'm on the papers, I ain't talking no looseleaf
Kicking my shit, I ain't talking no Bruce Lee
Get what she want when she try to seduce me
I'm not from Philly, but got a Lil Uzi
Camera recording, my life is a movie
Got it on Monday, then got it off Tuesday
Spilling my cup, while I'm shopping in Houston
Gun in my pocket, I watch where I'm going
Good with the pressure, I'm not Pat Ewing
Pockets just steady gettin bigger, Rasputia
Stash a few bricks in a PT Cruiser
I gotta win, can't see me losing
Put a arch in your back, watch me keep moving
Order a lil ice, just to keep me cool
A few thousand a day on a play is terrific
A few thousand a day like I play for the Pistons
Got where I want, cause I play my position
Wake up and I pray, on my way to some millions
It's a brand new 24, I'm gon' make more today
Hands countin' up a lot of paper, I get motivated
Pretty chick, she rollin' up my weed, she look like Coi Leray
On top of the business, product touch the population
Fashion down, from head to toe, like I'm at graduation
You can't see me, like I'm casper, focused on the bag I'm chasing
You say I look like a hustler, tryna dodge the accusation
Three bricks for the 34, I feel like Walter Payton
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Writer: Evan Milton, Jarvis Garner
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Performed By: JG $tackhouse
Language: English
Length: 2:31
Written by: Evan Milton, Jarvis Garner

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