PAY UP (feat. PELLEE) [Explicit Version]
Yea
I've been in my head way to way to long now huh
I just wanna get my bread wait it's a it's a run down yea
Bitch you heard what I said pay up pay up pay up now
I ain't scared about death prayers prayers your up next
PAY UP!
I've been in my head way to, way to long now huh
I just wanna get my bread wait it's a it's a run down yea
Bitch you heard what I said pay up pay up pay up now
I ain't scared about death prayers prayers your up next
Aye my neck snapping don't size me up We face to face and I'm gone as fuck
If the mirror blinks I'll call it's bluff My hands are shaking I've lost the touch
Said my happy days are just passing My state of mind can't grasp it
Ain't no fonze takes of relaxin Just a nauseous take of illmatic
This a dreamers haze no action Dissociate real madness
I can't feel a thing what happened? Got K-dot playing still askin
Who the Who the Who the
Bitch that got you tripping it's just your reflection aye
I double the mentions insida my head like I said
I'm Finna get me played if no one else sense it
Cut all my tension show how I'm gonna be ok
Where my head at? forgetting my lessons Sit in a session day to day
Aye take a look at where my head is Constant pressing on depression
Co-dependant on aggression and I think I'm finally Fed up with the stress of my Reflection
So pathetic in my effort why you watin if you want it Validation never coming bitch!
I've been in my head way to way to long now huh
I just wanna get my bread wait it's a it's a run down yea
Bitch you heard what I said pay up, pay up, pay up now
I ain't scared about death prayers prayers your up next
PAY UP!
I've been in my head way to, way to long now huh
I just wanna get my bread wait it's a it's a run down yea
Bitch you heard what I said pay up pay up pay up now
I ain't scared about death prayers prayers your up next
I'm sick bitch what you think this is?
My reflections off fuck appearances
4 walls yea I live in here
Front to back my world of fear
No left to right for my hemisphere
I'm a top to bottom fuck up yea Fuck talking therapy can't help me up yea
Psycho tendencies quiet rooms Ghost and entities bad moods
I think I need to start bringing out this shit inside of me
I'm fighting with myself way to commonly
I'm holdin' on way to tight this comedy
Future is insight except I don't see the prophecy
The man I'm suppose to be I don't play the role
I'm stuck with it honestly I've lost touch with my inner soul
All the bullshit that you don't see on T.V I won't bottle
I just wanna be me speak freely but I know you won't follow
If someone tried to approach me Convince me and provoke me
To do something to phoney I would think your just lonely
You're
Craving attention so let it go There's a lot of tension you already know
No point in second guessing what was said is dead and gone
I've been in my head way to way to long now huh
I just wanna get my bread wait its a its a run down yea
Bitch you heard what I said pay up pay up pay up now
I ain't scared about death prayers prayers your up next
PAY UP!