Jet Grover, Bleeze - Paid in Gold Lyrics

Still got niggas on my hit list
Yea I’m heartless I don’t miss shit
All these niggas love to gossip
They remind me of some bitches
All these niggas they come with that bullshit
And I ain’t with that pretend shit
Tryna get to the money so tunnel be the vision
I’m on a mission it’s me and my niggas
We just tryna get it
Here we winning the haters we killing
This ain’t OVO we got no division
Except for the money that we be splitting
Piece of the pie that’s what everyone’s getting
Too fucking prideful I never be begging
I rather just starve than to ever be giving a
Anything from anybody I’m that nigga
Pulled up with YJ that’s my hitta
Pulled up with Javy that’s my hitta
Pulled up with Bleeze that’s my killa
Yee Yee
I’m on a row
Me and my niggas ain’t playing no more
Come for the money we come for the hoes
Bitch I’m a king better pay me in gold
Picking the pace up
I got bars like I'm cased up
I get on when I wake up
Working like I need them paystubs nigga
Fuck it I cant trust niggas
Money don made us bitter
I'm too dope like I'm they drug dealer
I get on and they ain't one realer
Look at bank... look at rack
Look at my crew... name on my jacket
Look at ya boo... nigga don had it
Nigga go savage then I just vanished
Moving to fast damn
Money inside of my cat scan
Got a stick like I'm bam bam
From Miami to Atlanta
Mama said that she my damn fan
Is ya night this ya last chance
Gotta get to the cash damn
All these people know that I betalkijg
SjjshsnlalsyebajYgagagavaga
Wooooo I fucked up
Me and my niggas aint playing no more
Come for the money, we come for the hoes
Bitch im a king, better pay me in gold
Yee Yee
Pay me in gold

Still got niggas on my hit list
Yea I’m heartless I don’t miss shit
All these niggas love to gossip
They remind me of some bitches
All these niggas they come with that bullshit
And I ain’t with that pretend shit
Tryna get to the money so tunnel be the vision
I’m on a mission it’s me and my niggas
We just tryna get it
Here we winning the haters we killing
This ain’t OVO we got no division
Except for the money that we be splitting
Piece of the pie that’s what everyone’s getting
Too fucking prideful I never be begging
I rather just starve than to ever be giving a
Anything from anybody I’m that nigga
Pulled up with YJ that’s my hitta
Pulled up with Javy that’s my hitta
Pulled up with Bleeze that’s my killa
Yee Yee
I’m on a row
Me and my niggas ain’t playing no more
Come for the money we come for the hoes
Bitch I’m a king better pay me in gold
Picking the pace up
I got bars like I'm cased up
I get on when I wake up
Working like I need them paystubs nigga
Fuck it I cant trust niggas
Money don made us bitter
I'm too dope like I'm they drug dealer
I get on and they ain't one realer
Look at bank... look at rack
Look at my crew... name on my jacket
Look at ya boo... nigga don had it
Nigga go savage then I just vanished
Moving to fast damn
Money inside of my cat scan
Got a stick like I'm bam bam
From Miami to Atlanta
Mama said that she my damn fan
Is ya night this ya last chance
Gotta get to the cash damn
All these people know that I betalkijg
SjjshsnlalsyebajYgagagavaga
Wooooo I fucked up
Me and my niggas aint playing no more
Come for the money, we come for the hoes
Bitch im a king, better pay me in gold
Yee Yee
Pay me in gold