SckSolo - Paid Lyrics

In a land far away from what we know
They toast to wealth and gold
Our traits inherit and so does the debt
Stranded , landed in not knowing whats next
These unknowns are known to accept
The doings no matter how threat
Those blacks are less equivalent than the rest
We must make it our pet

Cant you see im getting paid momma
Shaking ass
Cant you see im getting paid momma
Shaking ass
Cant you see im getting paid momma
Shaking ass
Cant you see im getting paid momma
Selling drugs momma

Cant you see im getting paid momma
Shaking ass
Cant you see im getting paid momma
Shaking ass
Cant you see im getting paid momma
Shaking ass
Cant you see im getting paid momma
Selling drugs momma

Jewels in my teeth
So Im one with earth

Bitch Niggas talking shit
Now he one with earth

Either that or

Now his ashes fitting in a purse

In his momma bag
And that bitch bad like curse

Omg omg (white girl voice)
White bitch give me top

Role playing like broad
Way to go bitch you won

30 clip in his back
If a nigga try to run.
30 lumps in his back
Nigga got a lump some

Never asked a nigga or a bitch to loan a nigga some
Got enough for me and you
But we know there is only one

Not a sharing nigga
If I give
I expect some return

Or like usher was preaching
That bitch just gon have to burn

Him
Him
Him
Him

Right there
Niggas out here snitching
And talking because they out here scared

Bloody red like its brim
When I step from my chair
With a blade
Never cared for a either gender
Keep it fair

Cant you see im getting paid momma
Shaking ass
Cant you see im getting paid momma
Shaking ass
Cant you see im getting paid momma
Shaking ass
Cant you see im getting paid momma
Selling drugs momma

I know you hate to see it
The picture is blinding
But even off guards was just the
Perfect timing

It's mind blowing
Cause its my time
Right now
Yeah It's mines blowing
If you cross the line
Watch out

Can't you see I'm doing good momma
Rolling woods momma
Can't you see we on hills momma
Jack and Jill momma
Keep it real
Ima navy seal
When it come to drama
Soul searching
No Dalai Lama
She say pull out
I say I promise

I Copped the bitch from my fit
Told her friend to attend
Then she bend for her sins
Then again
Wait a minute
She saying f*cking
I insist
I Copped my bitch right from the Swiss
I copped my bitch right from the Swiss
I copped by bitch right from the Swiss

3 times
And I got my wish

We can f*ck but we cant kiss
Let me hit and I won't miss

I tear it up
It will not fix
I'll let you talk
But not bout kids

Yo nigga calling
Answer it

I got the pistol
Extra grip

I got the pistol
Extra clip