Payday - $orr¥, REVOREV

Rhyming until I can get paid

Fake niggas around me they get sprayed

Tracy I’m balling McGrady

I bring the Heat I’m Dwyane Wade

Girl on my way she gon' get laid

Dream league yeah we self made

No trade clause, you cannot trade

(Verse 1 — REVOREV)

Now enough of this singing shit

Cause you probably think I’m a bitch

But don’t get me wrong

I might sing along

But I’m King Kong in this bitch

I got bodies in the coffin

Bodies in the river

Ask your bitch how I’ve been that nigga

While you out there tweeting nigga

That’s why I don’t really beef with niggas

Slap the taste out your mouth boy

Charged up see the scouts boy

We walk the talk check the charts boy

We running shit in the south boy

Competition where you at?

Got your momma wearing black

These scrubs are under attack

Them tracks you’re dropping they wack huh

I’m on my bag you know it

I cannot brag enough

You cannot jack my stuff

My shit is so hard to touch

We shooting at everybody

My idol my enemy

I’m happy we saw you crumble

We saw your identity Bitch

(Hook) (2x)

Million of dollars a day (Yeah)

Rhyming until I can get paid

Fake niggas around me they get sprayed

Tracy I’m balling McGrady

I bring the Heat I’m Dwyane Wade

Girl on my way she gon' get laid

Dream league yeah we self made

No trade clause, you cannot trade

(Verse 2 — $orr¥)

Hey hey

Balling like Tracy McGrady

Don’t need that bitch I be straight hey

I’m trynna get to the cake hey

I been in this shit since the 8th grade

I fuck on that bitch then I skate yeah

I’m ‘bout to do a 180

I don’t chase these bitches chase paper yeah

I don’t give a fuck about a hater

Nigga just call me for favors

Play with the gang, it gets dangerous

Money and fame, it can’t change us

I got all of this drip, it’s contagious

Talk to my bitch and the thing bust

Some of these niggas I can’t trust

Walk in the bank and I gain funds

These niggas broke, they done

You ain’t never shot no gun

Imma sing for your bitch and she cum

She gone give me the head in abundance

She might give me that pussy for lunch

I bust a nut and then Imma run

They know I ran this shit up but I ain’t run up enough

Even when I’m lying on the bed I’m just being honest

Me and REVO got ‘em scared, we just getting started

I ain’t even on a plane but my shit is charting

Then again I can’t complain, got the game in my pocket

Then again I can’t complain, I know these bitches watching

And these niggas came with flames, we came with fucking rockets

We ain’t sipping on champagne but my niggas popping

Blood sweat and tears, I just wanna get the money

(Hook) (2x)

Million of dollars a day (Yeah)

Rhyming until I can get paid

Fake niggas around me they get sprayed

Tracy I’m balling McGrady

I bring the Heat I’m Dwyane Wade

Girl on my way she gon' get laid

Dream league yeah we self made

No trade clause, you cannot trade