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Performed By: Nimic Revenue
Length: 3:09
Written by: Nimic Edwards, Colin Franken




Nimic Revenue - Paramount Lyrics
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Oh, ooh, from the gang
Going gang (Frankie, yeah) hey, yeah

Uh, stars in the ceiling on my wrist and on my neck, ay
Told 'em just be patient but they split before the check, ay
They say talk is cheap, I promise I don't owe no debts, ay
They say come with it and I did, run my respect
Ooh, my respect, yeah
Niggas leaving comments 'cause they ain't off getting commas, yeah
You ain't no threat, ay
Niggas leaving comments 'cause they ain't off getting commas, yeah

You, ay, you don't make no bread
Thoughts of Nimic all in your head
Your bitch know it too, I'm all in her bed
If niggas accept me, watch what I said
Why they hate on me? Get some commas instead
I'ma stay real 'til the day I'm dead
I'll climb to the top, I can keep my ledge
She wanna touch the moon, I showed her how to put her legs up
She know I'm a baller and this shit is just a layup
So baby, welcome to the game, just met the number one player
Sit you court side so you know that I ain't playin'
Ay, you searchin' for me, girl, I been prayin' (I been prayin')
Open sesame, yeah, I'm tryna praise it
These hoes obsessed with me and I know that you hate it
I got hoes, but baby girl, you're my favorite

Uh, stars in the ceiling on my wrist and on my neck, ay
Told 'em just be patient but they split before the check, ay
They say talk is cheap, I promise I don't owe no debts, ay
They say come with it and I did, run my respect
Ooh, ay, my respect, yeah
Niggas leaving comments 'cause they ain't off getting commas, yeah
You ain't no threat, ay
Niggas leaving comments 'cause they ain't off getting commas, yeah

Been smoking all night and day
'Bout to drown, these niggas tryna ride the wave (drown these niggas)
I feel like I smoke my life away
I could do more than I can say (yeah)
I can stuff more in my pocket, ay
This trap, I did pop yesterday
Silent moves, yeah, they all wanna investigate
But they got a reason to feel this way
Look how fat my pocket is
I'm one inch off, but I knocked it in
Got in my hours, I clocked 'em in
Got a new gun, restocked again
He flexin', then we robbin' him
They Loub', then we coppin' them
It's Revenue Gang, no stoppin' them
If I get a plug, go shop with him (yeah)

Uh, stars in the ceiling on my wrist and on my neck, ay
Told 'em just be patient but they split before the check, ay
They say talk is cheap, I promise I don't owe no debts, ay
They say come with it and I did, run my respect
Ooh, my respect (my respect)
Niggas leaving comments 'cause they ain't off getting commas, yeah
You ain't no threat, ay
Niggas leaving comments 'cause they ain't off getting commas, yeah
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Oh, ooh, from the gang
Going gang (Frankie, yeah) hey, yeah

Uh, stars in the ceiling on my wrist and on my neck, ay
Told 'em just be patient but they split before the check, ay
They say talk is cheap, I promise I don't owe no debts, ay
They say come with it and I did, run my respect
Ooh, my respect, yeah
Niggas leaving comments 'cause they ain't off getting commas, yeah
You ain't no threat, ay
Niggas leaving comments 'cause they ain't off getting commas, yeah

You, ay, you don't make no bread
Thoughts of Nimic all in your head
Your bitch know it too, I'm all in her bed
If niggas accept me, watch what I said
Why they hate on me? Get some commas instead
I'ma stay real 'til the day I'm dead
I'll climb to the top, I can keep my ledge
She wanna touch the moon, I showed her how to put her legs up
She know I'm a baller and this shit is just a layup
So baby, welcome to the game, just met the number one player
Sit you court side so you know that I ain't playin'
Ay, you searchin' for me, girl, I been prayin' (I been prayin')
Open sesame, yeah, I'm tryna praise it
These hoes obsessed with me and I know that you hate it
I got hoes, but baby girl, you're my favorite

Uh, stars in the ceiling on my wrist and on my neck, ay
Told 'em just be patient but they split before the check, ay
They say talk is cheap, I promise I don't owe no debts, ay
They say come with it and I did, run my respect
Ooh, ay, my respect, yeah
Niggas leaving comments 'cause they ain't off getting commas, yeah
You ain't no threat, ay
Niggas leaving comments 'cause they ain't off getting commas, yeah

Been smoking all night and day
'Bout to drown, these niggas tryna ride the wave (drown these niggas)
I feel like I smoke my life away
I could do more than I can say (yeah)
I can stuff more in my pocket, ay
This trap, I did pop yesterday
Silent moves, yeah, they all wanna investigate
But they got a reason to feel this way
Look how fat my pocket is
I'm one inch off, but I knocked it in
Got in my hours, I clocked 'em in
Got a new gun, restocked again
He flexin', then we robbin' him
They Loub', then we coppin' them
It's Revenue Gang, no stoppin' them
If I get a plug, go shop with him (yeah)

Uh, stars in the ceiling on my wrist and on my neck, ay
Told 'em just be patient but they split before the check, ay
They say talk is cheap, I promise I don't owe no debts, ay
They say come with it and I did, run my respect
Ooh, my respect (my respect)
Niggas leaving comments 'cause they ain't off getting commas, yeah
You ain't no threat, ay
Niggas leaving comments 'cause they ain't off getting commas, yeah
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Writer: Nimic Edwards, Colin Franken
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC


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