GETTING ME PAID Lyrics

Why they be mad, cause I'm choosin' my life

You ain't fillin' my pockets, you ain't gettin' me paid

Like, why you be nosey and ask who I date

I've been fucking your bitch, but, I'm not allowed to say

You need to grow you some nuts, you're a child at play

Man, I'm not here for the games, I'm not here to play

Like, bro, you need to chill, you're a obsessed, you're gay

My love was like a brother, but I don't swing that way

Why they be mad, cause I'm choosin' my life

You ain't fillin' my pockets, you ain't gettin' me paid

Like, why you be nosey and ask who I date

I've been fucking your bitch, but, I'm not allowed to say

Like, why they be mad, cause I'm gettin' my pay

They always be hatin', they hate anyway

Just look at Zach, he was my brother, my friend

He turned into a hater in just one day

I'm not even trippin', I'm winnin' for sure

He tried to be my friend, but I pushed him to the curb

I can't even trust him, he can't keep his word

And all that bullshit he said for the birds

Why would I be mad if I'm winnin' for sure

I'm not even trippin' if I put him on a shirt

I care about your kid, I won't put you in the dirt

The way that you're acting, you need a lesson for sure

You acting real hard, but you soft like a pillow

Take you a nap cause you need to go mellow

You thinkin' you better, but I'm laughin' like, hell no

Not even tripping I'm just bein' good fellow

You acting real hard, but you soft like a pillow

Take you a nap cause you need to go mellow

You thinkin' you better, but I'm laughin' like, hell no

Not even tripping I'm just bein' good fellow

Why they be mad, cause I'm choosin' my life

You ain't fillin' my pockets, you ain't gettin' me paid

Like, why you be nosey and ask who I date

I've been fucking your bitch, but, I'm not allowed to say

You need to grow you some nuts, you're a child at play

Man, I'm not here for the games, I'm not here to play

Like, bro, you need to chill, you're a obsessed, you're gay

My love was like a brother, but I don't swing that way

Why they be mad, cause I'm choosin' my life

You ain't fillin' my pockets, you ain't gettin' me paid

Like, why you be nosey and ask who I date

I've been fucking your bitch, but, I'm not allowed to say

Like, why they be mad, cause I'm gettin' my pay

They always be hatin', they hate anyway

Just look at Zach, he was my brother, my friend

He turned into a hater in just one day