Stevey Steve - Pay Me Lyrics

Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Ayo G Baby
They gon' have to pay up this season
Yeah
Yeah
Look
Stacking it up til' the ceiling break
I set the trend and they imitate
When they ate I couldn't get a plate
Now I'm well connected like a interface
Hip to this shit never been a waste
Started slow now I move at a quicker pace
I've been running it up like I'm in a race
Ain't no sleeping I'm still awake
Nigga I'm t'd up to the max
Can't have my feet up all relaxed
They thought I fell off
I was falling back
I was getting head peeping all the cap
She wanna link I won't fall for the trap
I don't wanna hit I heard she caught the clap
Nah, that kitty been across the map
Miami to Cali to New York and back
I know what it's hittin' for
They only go for the one with the bigger bag
It's like a bidding war
Might go to crazy girls
Might go to booby trap and I might tip all the strippers off
Whole lotta' gang shit, I need that back end as soon as I hit the door
'Cause bitch I ain't trickin' off, you must be crazy
You gotta pay me, yeah
You gotta pay me, you gotta pay me, you gotta pay me
I need my get back from all of my enemies
Let 'em know they gotta pay me
The talk, the style, the drip, the sauce, it costs, so you gotta pay me
Don't give a fuck if you lit, if you want my verse on a song, you gotta pay me
Oh they mad? let's make em' bigger mad
She said she want have my lil baby
But I want 4 pockets full of bands
Cold shoulder for the gold diggers
I'm focused, I ain't diggin' in the stash
Used to get curved I was doing bad
Now I'm popping these hoes like Amiri tags
I could call up snoop and he gon' bring the gas
They know we straight out the boogie down
When it's war you hearing bullet sounds
If you start it you gotta take full account
Fuck the other side man they full of clowns
I'm really back on my bully now
Stacking this paper like I'm a librarian
These promoters wanna book me now
It's up and it's staying there
And no I ain't playing fair
Gotta get leverage on every investment
So i need a greater share
I done seen too many die
So imma keep grinding for all my remaining years
Come walk a mile in my favorite pair
You gon' see why not too many make it here
It'll really get nasty
Might catch a bullet like a Crabtree
Won't catch me slipping I'm crafty
Feds trynna lock up the town, they watching
Don't come around looking too flashy
As long as I'm eating happy
Going up like I wheelied a banshee
They used to shit on me when I was broke
Now i'm on so just know that i'm taxing
You gotta pay me, yeah
You gotta pay me, you gotta pay me, you gotta pay me
I need my get back from all of my enemies
Let 'em know they gotta pay me
The talk, the style, the drip, the sauce, it costs, so you gotta pay me
Don't give a fuck if you lit, if you want my verse on a song, you gotta pay me

Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Ayo G Baby
They gon' have to pay up this season
Yeah
Yeah
Look
Stacking it up til' the ceiling break
I set the trend and they imitate
When they ate I couldn't get a plate
Now I'm well connected like a interface
Hip to this shit never been a waste
Started slow now I move at a quicker pace
I've been running it up like I'm in a race
Ain't no sleeping I'm still awake
Nigga I'm t'd up to the max
Can't have my feet up all relaxed
They thought I fell off
I was falling back
I was getting head peeping all the cap
She wanna link I won't fall for the trap
I don't wanna hit I heard she caught the clap
Nah, that kitty been across the map
Miami to Cali to New York and back
I know what it's hittin' for
They only go for the one with the bigger bag
It's like a bidding war
Might go to crazy girls
Might go to booby trap and I might tip all the strippers off
Whole lotta' gang shit, I need that back end as soon as I hit the door
'Cause bitch I ain't trickin' off, you must be crazy
You gotta pay me, yeah
You gotta pay me, you gotta pay me, you gotta pay me
I need my get back from all of my enemies
Let 'em know they gotta pay me
The talk, the style, the drip, the sauce, it costs, so you gotta pay me
Don't give a fuck if you lit, if you want my verse on a song, you gotta pay me
Oh they mad? let's make em' bigger mad
She said she want have my lil baby
But I want 4 pockets full of bands
Cold shoulder for the gold diggers
I'm focused, I ain't diggin' in the stash
Used to get curved I was doing bad
Now I'm popping these hoes like Amiri tags
I could call up snoop and he gon' bring the gas
They know we straight out the boogie down
When it's war you hearing bullet sounds
If you start it you gotta take full account
Fuck the other side man they full of clowns
I'm really back on my bully now
Stacking this paper like I'm a librarian
These promoters wanna book me now
It's up and it's staying there
And no I ain't playing fair
Gotta get leverage on every investment
So i need a greater share
I done seen too many die
So imma keep grinding for all my remaining years
Come walk a mile in my favorite pair
You gon' see why not too many make it here
It'll really get nasty
Might catch a bullet like a Crabtree
Won't catch me slipping I'm crafty
Feds trynna lock up the town, they watching
Don't come around looking too flashy
As long as I'm eating happy
Going up like I wheelied a banshee
They used to shit on me when I was broke
Now i'm on so just know that i'm taxing
You gotta pay me, yeah
You gotta pay me, you gotta pay me, you gotta pay me
I need my get back from all of my enemies
Let 'em know they gotta pay me
The talk, the style, the drip, the sauce, it costs, so you gotta pay me
Don't give a fuck if you lit, if you want my verse on a song, you gotta pay me