Sammy C - Gettin' Paid Lyrics

Yeah
If I get to the top
I ain't lookin back
Look at this money I have
I won't ever drop
They stealing' my swag
I'm tryna run up a bag
I won't ever fold
I'm out on my own
You got me breaking my back
I been through it all
Hoping you'd call
Look at the paper I stacked
This shit ain't my fault
It's all that I want
I do not know why you're mad
She fell in love with the drugs
She fell in love with the cash
I just put three on the dash
Bitch I ain't evil, I'm bad
Bitch I ain't evil, I'm bad
Bitch I ain't evil, I'm bad

Long time coming
We ain't running
We gone stay and wait
I'm gettin paid
I'm gettin paid
I'm gettin paid

You make in a week
What I make in a day
We got a bank
You got a safe
Watch 'em all fall
They can't be saved
Watch it all fall
I'm making it rain
I put a bezel inside of my chain
I put a picture inside of my brain
Shattered the glass
I'm breaking the frame
You f*cking with him
But that boy a lame
The more that I make
The less I feel pain
Mixtape 'bout a hundred bands
I'ma need paid in advance
Tell that girl to bring her friends
Oh shit, you a fan
You can't be f*cking with gang
Everyone knows your name
I will not take the blame
Nah, never again
Yeah, I heard what you said
Nah, never again

If I get to the top
If I get to the top
I ain't lookin back
Look at this money I have
I won't ever drop
They stealing' my swag
I'm tryna run up a bag
I won't ever fold
I'm out on my own
You got me breaking my back
I been through it all
Hoping you'd call
Look at the paper I stacked
This shit ain't my fault
It's all that I want
I do not know why you're mad
She fell in love with the drugs
She fell in love with the cash
I just put three on the dash
Bitch I ain't evil, I'm bad
Bitch I ain't evil, I'm bad
Bitch I ain't evil, I'm bad

You not the right type
Bitch I won by a landslide
And I'm fly like I hang glide
Coupe with the peanut butter insides
She was f*cking and sucking
With both her hands tied
Bitch we on the Northside
Southside that that's your side
East side, where the west at
Cross the line get broke like a Kit-Kat
Broke bitch
Yeah, you really can't fix that
Hit a lick no smoke
Where the cash at
I'm the bomb
Big boom like Baghdad
Only smash if the bitch got a fat ass
The Fiji she wet
All of my people got ice on they neck
Pull up and wreck
F*cking that bitch up like Sheck Wes
You ain't a threat

If I get to the top
If I get to the top
I ain't lookin back
Look at this money I have
I won't ever drop
They stealing' my swag
I'm tryna run up a bag
I won't ever fold
I'm out on my own
You got me breaking my back
I been through it all
Hoping you'd call
Look at the paper I stacked
This shit ain't my fault
It's all that I want
I do not know why you're mad
She fell in love with the drugs
She fell in love with the cash
I just put three on the dash
Bitch I ain't evil, I'm bad
Bitch I ain't evil, I'm bad
Bitch I ain't evil, I'm bad