Pay Dat Fine Video (MV)

Speak my mind on some real shit, nigga Long live heart rest up my soul
Yeah, I ain't really f*ck with nobody They try to talk about the kid
I done ran my money up and I'm soon to be big
They gon' hate to see me shine I wish they can read my mind
For the ones who f*ck me over All my life gon' pay that fine
I ain't trippin', I ain't livin' without it All this money in my pants, I can't live without
Cottage I'm tryna make it out the hood
I ain't even go to college Tryna make sure we all good
On the road with them shottas dope fiends inside the hood
Fiendin' for narcotics See that budge inside my pants
Better know that I got it And I'm stayin' away from fake niggas and fake hoes
And I love countin' my pesos Try to draw down, I'ma up this bitch
I'ma blow you down, now the case closed Let a bitch do what I say, so
I'm a real nigga from the head to toe They was goin' left, I was goin' right
So in my mind, I ain't never wrong I was f*cked up, but I bounced back
Life f*cked, these hoes can't get attached Keep that glizzy on my side
Know I won't hesitate to push you back Bitch, I came a long way
I done bossed up im da man now They used to talk bad on the kid
I surpassed them, what they sayin' now? Better run out all the lies
They be talkin', what they sayin' now? Shit they sayin' is always cap
This shit I'm sayin', you gotta figure out
Them tell me it ain't right for me, uh I'm addicted to the pain
But I came a long way from where I'm at now My losses, I charge it to the game
Got a backpack full of racks Hella hoes, but ain't a Mack
If I had one wish, I'd bring all my people back
Tell lies all in your face, tell them what the f*ck is that
I done came up on that bag N***a, play, I catch a hat
Nah fr, I'm on another one Only with me, it ain't no other
Want another gun Know it get hard, this shit ain't safe
On my grind every day, no drip Just tryna make a way
But they hate, and these bitches too That's why I stay away
N***a, I had hella sleepless nights, I had to grind for it
Talkin' bout relations on that grind, ain't got no time for it
Talkin' bout the racks, I'm on the way, I got the time for it
Fat n***a can't fit in the amiris, I'm rockin' tom ford
They wanna join the money team, tell them welcome aboard
Won't play no games, they try to play, we play with real toys
Know bout my family, bout that bread, know how I kill for it
Separate the real from all the fake, I got a feel for it
I ain't really f*ck with nobody, they try to talk about a kid
I done ran my money up, and I'm soon to be big
They gon' hate to see me shine, I wish they can read my mind
For the ones who f*ck me over, all my life gon' pay dat fine
I ain't trippin', I ain't livin' without it
All this money in my pants, I can't live without cottage
I'm tryna make it out the hood, I ain't even go to college
Tryna make sure we all good, on the road with them shottas
Dope fiends inside the hood, fiendin' for narcotics
See that budge inside my pants, better know that I got it
And I'm stayin' away from fake n****s and fake hoes
And I love countin' my pesos, try to draw down
I'ma up this bitch, I'ma blow you down, now the case closed