Lyrical Breakdown of F U Pay Me (featuring Krizz Kaliko) - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
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(Tic-tac-toe)
I'm lining up my X's and O's telling N9na let's go nigga (get that dough)
Kali Baby, we worldwide now, tell ya girl bye for now and (FU, pay me)
I'm looking for them checks next, looking for the exit, that's it
FU got a wife, sister, mama, and nephew with little Christopher
What the F you think I'm spittin' for?
I'm not living for the middle, living the given is difficult
Gotta live it up but life is pitiful
A pedestal, I put myself on, nobody gave me a damn thing
Stealin' vans, different lands, we doin' the same thing
It's time to pay the piper, freestyles for decipher (cipher)
Ain't no volunteer, look how far we got here (baby)
I been in places that you never been
Colored money, get it Netherlands
I get around like a ceiling fan
I need my chips with dip or meet my pistol grip
'Cause if I slip, nigga, Crystal will trip (baby)
And I see some ladies tonight
That should be havin' my baby
FU, pay me!
FU, pay me
I'm not doin' it for free, I'm doin' it for me, tell 'em again
FU, pay me
I'm not doin' it for fun, I'm doin' it for money, honey
FU, pay me
That's to get lots of matzah, that's what we after
FU, pay me (I'ma call Makzilla)
(To come and talk to 'em for a second)
I'm up-, I'm up-, I'm up the Presidents to represent me like Obama (talk to 'em, man)
When have you known me not to have no cash? (Think about it)
When have you seen me with a bitch that ain't bad? (Think about it)
See me in a color other than red? (Think about it)
When have you heard about me talking the Feds? (Yeah)
There's two sides to every joke, a partner best believe
I know green thumb, niggas with them coca leaves (that's right)
You see the game ain't the same, man, it's reasonable doubt (yeah)
Niggas falling off the chain when it's a reasonable drought (fo' sho')
In every hood, there's a snitch nigga running his mouth (bitch)
But I was smart, I took my stash, told my brothers I'm out (c'mon)
Hold up (yeah), back up (yeah), Via (yeah), Diaz (yeah)
Bitch nigga's envy (uh), jealous, not us (no), handcuff, your bitch (yeah)
She know, we rich (yep), that's why, your face, she rots Disney
Scriptwriter (yeah), only know how to ball
No rehearsal (yeah), niggas know we die alone (come on)
FU, pay me
I'm not doin' it for free, I'm doin' it for me, tell 'em again!
FU, pay me
I'm not doin' it for fun, I'm doin' it for money, honey
FU, pay me
That's to get lots of matzah, that's what we after
FU, pay me
I'm up-, I'm up-, I'm up the Presidents to represent me like Obama
I'm still coming for that Absolute Power money
And I know they don't really want to have a shoot shower for me
Especially when I'm in L.A., they lay like a hour from me
Let me stop 'cause here's what makes the thing on gour yummy
And I eat that with a waffle, I regret I didn't pop you
No respect, I get hostile, checks you owe Tech his colossol
Many consecutive checks you kept I can stretch, that is awful
But I suggest you get it even if an address given, sex in a brothel
All that money must have left you lazy
Guess you took a couple more steps too crazy
We one hundred but take a guess who's shady
With a handle did mantle man accept you lady?
I get this really piss your nephew daily
And it's serious now that 'cause Tech grew babies
Even if you say you send all that's left to Haiti
FU, pay me!
FU, pay me
I'm not doin' it for free, I'm doin' it for me, tell 'em again!
FU, pay me
I'm not doin' it for fun, I'm doin' it for money, honey
FU, pay me
That's to get lots of matzah, that's what we after
FU, pay me
I'm up-, I'm up-, I'm up the Presidents to represent me like Obama
Man, I am glad you called me, man
So, I can talk about that right there, you know what I mean?
These youngin's they don't understand why we out here
Doing what we are doing, man
Why we grinding like this, man
We gotta get that money
If it ain't about money, man, it's about nothin'
They know what it is, man
When they see the snake in pack coming through
They know, woo, lookin' like lucid, get out the way
Unless you got the motherfucking money
Nigga, it's like Friday
Payday, bitches, check