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Performed By: PAYDAY
Language: English
Length: 3:19
Written by: Dayton Payeton




PAYDAY - Oh Lyrics
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Yee, yee, yee
Aye ion' know what these niggas thought but this ain't that and that ain't this
One thing I know and two things fasho is that cross gon' come with c(h)riss
F*ck cuttin' the grass I had to burn the yard the snakes started to hiss
Then f*ck the booth up when I'm mad for all the shit that got me pissed
It's the principle they miss, how you pretend that don't exist
Ion' donate plasma but it's crazy how I watch my blood switch
Cause they say anything you know you lame stay talking like a bitch
And you can't go rack for rack with me so stay up in yo' niche
Want the tea go buy a Brisk
On my fit I spent yo' rent
'Fore a nigga ever cross me I advise him to repent
Use to be dirty but still cool like the water up in Flint
Now I'm making all this money I lost count of what I spent
I done been a lot of shit (yee)
But not once was I flaw (uh huh)
Ion' answer unknown numbers but pick up whenever you call
And yea she sexy, she gave me the box but it ain't have no walls (haha)
Taco Bell then the hotel, I ain't take her to no mall (nah)
I gotta' call a spade a spade
No this ain't SAW ain't finna play
I'm from the projects
Feel like StockX, way I'm pointing out the fakes
This gas I'm smoking shit be potent it hit like these 808's (808's)
And when it come to chasing paper put me up there with the greats
Aye ion' know what these niggas thought but this ain't that and that ain't this
One thing I know and two things fasho is that cross gon' come with c(h)riss
F*ck cuttin' the grass I had to burn the yard the snakes started to hiss
Then f*ck the booth up when I'm mad for all the shit that got me pissed
It's the principle they miss, how you pretend that don't exist
Ion' donate plasma but it's crazy how I watch my blood switch
Cause they say anything you know you lame stay talking like a bitch
And you can't go rack for rack with me so stay up in yo' niche
In real life ion' like to vent, on these beats I flip a switch
I don't know who I can trust so I keep my stick just like a witch
I brought this crib into the family nigga this the thanks I get
Behind my back my dawg was f*cking my sister how could I forget
Hell nah ain't no mo' trust that's it
Ion' know what the f*ck they on
I found out a whole year later nigga you ain't think to hit my phone
And this shit hurt me, my bro turned his back when my support was shown
All that bullshit you condone, nigga who helped y'all get that home
I'ma leave it alone cause life goes on
Running thru my head just like a comb
And I don't care to lose nobody cause I never do 'em wrong
Shit get rocky, Sylvester Stallone
But the world is mine like Al Capone
If you ain't on what I be on then move around just like a cone cause
Ion' know what these niggas thought but this ain't that and that ain't this
One thing I know and two things fasho is that cross gon' come with c(h)riss
F*ck cuttin' the grass I had to burn the yard the snakes started to hiss
Then f*ck the booth up when I'm mad for all the shit that got me pissed
It's the principle they miss, how you pretend that don't exist
Ion' donate plasma but it's crazy how I watch my blood switch
Cause they say anything you know you lame stay talking like a bitch
And you can't go rack for rack with me so stay up in yo' niche
It's the principle they miss, how you pretend that don't exist
Ion' donate plasma but it's crazy how I watch my blood switch
Cause they say anything you know you lame stay talking like a bitch
And you can't go rack for rack with me so stay up in yo' niche
And you can't go rack for rack with me so stay up in yo' niche
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Yee, yee, yee
Aye ion' know what these niggas thought but this ain't that and that ain't this
One thing I know and two things fasho is that cross gon' come with c(h)riss
F*ck cuttin' the grass I had to burn the yard the snakes started to hiss
Then f*ck the booth up when I'm mad for all the shit that got me pissed
It's the principle they miss, how you pretend that don't exist
Ion' donate plasma but it's crazy how I watch my blood switch
Cause they say anything you know you lame stay talking like a bitch
And you can't go rack for rack with me so stay up in yo' niche
Want the tea go buy a Brisk
On my fit I spent yo' rent
'Fore a nigga ever cross me I advise him to repent
Use to be dirty but still cool like the water up in Flint
Now I'm making all this money I lost count of what I spent
I done been a lot of shit (yee)
But not once was I flaw (uh huh)
Ion' answer unknown numbers but pick up whenever you call
And yea she sexy, she gave me the box but it ain't have no walls (haha)
Taco Bell then the hotel, I ain't take her to no mall (nah)
I gotta' call a spade a spade
No this ain't SAW ain't finna play
I'm from the projects
Feel like StockX, way I'm pointing out the fakes
This gas I'm smoking shit be potent it hit like these 808's (808's)
And when it come to chasing paper put me up there with the greats
Aye ion' know what these niggas thought but this ain't that and that ain't this
One thing I know and two things fasho is that cross gon' come with c(h)riss
F*ck cuttin' the grass I had to burn the yard the snakes started to hiss
Then f*ck the booth up when I'm mad for all the shit that got me pissed
It's the principle they miss, how you pretend that don't exist
Ion' donate plasma but it's crazy how I watch my blood switch
Cause they say anything you know you lame stay talking like a bitch
And you can't go rack for rack with me so stay up in yo' niche
In real life ion' like to vent, on these beats I flip a switch
I don't know who I can trust so I keep my stick just like a witch
I brought this crib into the family nigga this the thanks I get
Behind my back my dawg was f*cking my sister how could I forget
Hell nah ain't no mo' trust that's it
Ion' know what the f*ck they on
I found out a whole year later nigga you ain't think to hit my phone
And this shit hurt me, my bro turned his back when my support was shown
All that bullshit you condone, nigga who helped y'all get that home
I'ma leave it alone cause life goes on
Running thru my head just like a comb
And I don't care to lose nobody cause I never do 'em wrong
Shit get rocky, Sylvester Stallone
But the world is mine like Al Capone
If you ain't on what I be on then move around just like a cone cause
Ion' know what these niggas thought but this ain't that and that ain't this
One thing I know and two things fasho is that cross gon' come with c(h)riss
F*ck cuttin' the grass I had to burn the yard the snakes started to hiss
Then f*ck the booth up when I'm mad for all the shit that got me pissed
It's the principle they miss, how you pretend that don't exist
Ion' donate plasma but it's crazy how I watch my blood switch
Cause they say anything you know you lame stay talking like a bitch
And you can't go rack for rack with me so stay up in yo' niche
It's the principle they miss, how you pretend that don't exist
Ion' donate plasma but it's crazy how I watch my blood switch
Cause they say anything you know you lame stay talking like a bitch
And you can't go rack for rack with me so stay up in yo' niche
And you can't go rack for rack with me so stay up in yo' niche
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Writer: Dayton Payeton
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