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You're talking shit, but you can't hold a fist up

That's okay

I'm still getting paid

Aye, fuck you bitch! I'll beat a hole into ya ribs, uh

That's okay

I'm still getting paid

Pocket lint, you ain't tryna make change. Ha

That's okay

I'm still getting paid

You can run yo lips, but you can't run to paper

That's okay

I'm still getting paid

I got a big bank

I'm what you niggas ain't

How you giving hate

When ya pockets underweight

That is so retarded

You niggas really Charmin

I'm eating real good

Get ya fingers out the garbage

Aye fuck you nigga

You be livin the bleachers

Talkin bout nyah nyah nyah

Whatcu mean bruh

I be walkin to the cash

Y'all be runnin fevers

If you're buildin up to clash

I'll leave you leaning like Pisa

Wannabe tough niggas fuckin with me

Now I got em looking pale, they might call the police

Y'all slobber on my dick

Quit fondling me

I know your life is really sad

Stop bothering me

Uh

That's okay I'm still getting paid

That's okay I'm still getting paid

That's okay I'm still getting paid

That's okay I'm still getting paid

You're talking shit, but you can't hold a fist up

That's okay

I'm still getting paid

Aye, fuck you bitch! I'll beat a hole into ya ribs, uh

That's okay

I'm still getting paid

Pocket lint, you ain't tryna make change. Ha

That's okay

I'm still getting paid

You can run yo lips, but you can't run to paper

That's okay

I'm still getting paid

Niggas wanna hate

Because their efforts go to waste

That's okay

I'm still gettin paid

Say they andale

When they are really on delay

That's okay

I'm still gettin paid

I hear a lot of false hopes

You're a bunch of liars

Saying that you're "bossed up"

Shut up, man you niggas fired

I'm on my warlord shit

While you niggas tired

Tossing up the white flag

How the fuck are you a fighter

You know I turn shit up

Quit ya lookin down

I got these little niggas shook

Shut ya mouth

All that crying and bitchin

And getting constantly twisted

In all the different positions

You are pathetic, nigga

You're talking shit, but you can't hold a fist up

That's okay

I'm still getting paid

Aye, fuck you bitch! I'll beat a hole into ya ribs, uh

That's okay

I'm still getting paid

Pocket lint, you ain't tryna make change. Ha

That's okay

I'm still getting paid

You can run yo lips, but you can't run to paper

That's okay

I'm still getting paid