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Artiste : G Herbo
Titre : Paid
Yeah, Swervo, big G Herbo, uh
Oh, it´s so crazy
It´s gon´ be okay, I know that
Might as well keep that
I got baby Essex out here in the ´Raq with me

It´s okay

I got my gun on my lap (Four nickel)
Still I changed my life, I got my son on my lap
Been on a run, I can´t nap, I had a run before rap
If I ain´t strapped, then we can scrap
But I was young makin´ it clap, no soldier
Mention us, get whacked, I told you (Grrr)
Chip always been on my shoulder
I got older, I got colder
Swervo had a lone star, fucked it off a Chrome Heart
Popped out with that .44, no pet, I let my dawg bark
Pussy, I don´t think for you, I had to play my own part
When they hoes, niggas show it, I got rich and niggas know it

Been in this shit and never folded, got in jams and niggas told it
Paid bails, like I owed it, break the whip, they think I sold it (Skrrt)
Bodies droppin´, talkin´ slang a lot, you know we gotta code it (Shh)
Broski catch a case on my behalf, he know he gotta hold it
OG and his kids golden, Draco´ mini, I can´t fold it
F.N. registered with my security, like I want that stolen (Yeah)
You know what that mean I gotta flee the scene (Get outta there)

Whips paid, cribs paid, spent a bag, still paid
Bitch paid, niggas paid, never paid to get ´em slayed (Bitch)

Took losses, niggas trade, cribs raided, still paid (Still paid)
More time, niggas played, found out where them niggas lay (Where they at?)
Really pay

My house got a maid, man, a young nigga made it
In the shade, hundred out six, a book, can´t no nigga fade us (What up?)
Shoot to see low, hundred K on bets, two-hundred K your best
Booked for shows, three or four months straight, eight-hundred K, no less
On the go, I can´t see my kids, I´m like, "Okay, don´t stress"
Niggas stressed, I hop in them whips, I´m like, "Okay, I´m blessed"
Go to church, I ain´t been in church, because I can´t confess

Put in work, nigga shot on me, I guess I ain´t contest (Baow)
Fuck niggas, get stretched for testin´ me, I guess I ain´t to test
I´ve been doin´ shows for eighty Gs, so now I came for less
Swervo, I´m still yet to catch a hit, this street rap ain´t for peasants
Niggas nervous in my presence, tryna make it pleasant

Whips paid, cribs paid, spent a bag, still paid
Bitch paid, niggas paid, never paid to get ´em slayed (Bitch)
Took losses, niggas trade, cribs raided, still paid (Still paid)
More time, niggas played, found out where them niggas lay (Where they at?)

Really pay