12 Days

Gotta get paid, hey
Gotta get paid, I gotta get paid

I got the chopper on my hip if you disrespect
I got that work up in the
Street if you want the pressure
If you want the pressure
I might give it to you quick
And my gang know I will never ever switch
(I love my niggas)
And I never been a bitch, stayed ten toes
(Stayed ten toes)
Got hoes in my DM's, call 'em bimbos
(Fuck with me)
I remember in the hood used to get low
Now we in LA, I swear I get dough
(I swear I get it)
Wait, you can't guard this shit
(You can't guard me)
I just took off like a rocket, James Harden
Bitch and I came from the grind
That mean I'm hard as shit
(I'm hard as ever)
And I blossom like a flower
I just harvest it (I just harvest it)
Blowin' fire quick, nigga I'm an arsonist
(I'm an arsonist)
I don't care about this Rollie
I might auction it (I might auction it)
All I care about is family
That's my heart and shit (I love 'em)
You don't know about the grind
You ain't work like this
(You ain't work like this)
You don't know about the grind
You don't work like this
(You ain't work like this)
You don't know about the grind
You don't work like this, nigga
(You ain't work like this)
You ain't work like this
I know I did, you ain't work like this

I've been up for twelve days, gotta get paid
Coolin' in the shade with a bad lil' bad mami
(Mami)
And you niggas sweet like some lemonade
(Lemonade)
I'm my own boss, I call my own raise
(Own raise)
Gotta get paid, gotta get paid, yeah
(Gotta get paid)
I gotta get paid, gotta get paid, yeah
(Gotta get paid)
I gotta get paid, gotta get paid, yeah
(Gotta get paid)
I gotta get paid, gotta get paid
(Gotta get paid)

I gotta get paid right
I'm a boss, on my stomach
I tatted, "Thug Life, " huh
My shit official and I'm flyer than a plane
Right and I'm a hustler
I get dollars on a rainy night
I'm out in Jersey with FatBoy on
One of they coldest night
Go an' roll the dice
I just hit him when they froze the ice, yeah
I seen my main man get rich
That's why I chose this life, yeah
I gave a plain jane to a bitch
And she ain't know the type, yeah
I been up twelve days i ain't had sleep
I used to dream that I would end up paid
I ain't had shit
I had a bitch and she had selfish ways
I ain't never care what no one else would say
I ain't have no problem when
It come to gettin' paid

I've been up for twelve days, gotta get paid
Coolin' in the shade with a bad lil' bad mami
(Mami)
And you niggas sweet like some lemonade
(Lemonade)
I'm my own boss, I call my own raise
(Own raise)
Gotta get paid, gotta get paid, yeah
(Gotta get paid)
I gotta get paid, gotta get paid, yeah
(Gotta get paid)
I gotta get paid, gotta get paid, yeah
(Gotta get paid)
I gotta get paid, gotta get paid
(Gotta get paid)

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