Lyrics

Pay2Play

Above ground, but below sub freezing temperatures , flow, so hot, unthaw the bitch in ya

Can’t piss on me and tell me it’s raining, I set president handling my business my paper stacked beyond maintaining

they steady calling my phone, I’m like how the fuc streets get this number, they must’of heard about the 10summers no fumbles

who all ole me need to bring that to the spot, give a fuc if it’s for a bloc, biggie smalls, or a roc

I’m a motivator innovator trend setter type of fella, emerged from the rain without a stain on my shirt, no umbrella

got hoe choosing and paying for conversation, I come through and hook the ass up, I’m the cable

homes stay in a bitch face that can’t do shit 4him, but in my line asking me for loot, like it’s porridge

who else you know, wit a platinum album but ain’t even got a video , and bodied mo hoes(at1time), than they found in the wall , on Sicario



Hook:
It’s all in your mind , I’m bumping 8Ball&G , It’s all in the grind , I paved a better way for me (&Mines)

got shines on shines on shines, I can blind the sun when it shine on me

own my masters myself, and I’m a master of self ,so ain’t nobody owning me

sign with who who for the what what? Em dudes child’s play like putt-Putt
I snag rebounds when shooters aren’t hitting they call me the cleanup man because I ain’t missing Chemist, like I went to Yale keep something for the sale that will jump up out the water like a whale. I’m maxed out and my head is strong. I keep a pick a shovel and a blank headstone. Don’t want the pussy if ya miles long I cut the head off of Medusa right after the bitch turn my heart stone my flow better and she said I looked that playing these holes like Ric rack crumbling blueberry haze in a zigzag as a youth eyes were on a big bag fuck a dream. I wake up every day and get that understand me can you dig that?