Paid

Who would've thought that this young nigga would get paid From the rap game, so cold & never been afraid All these new weak niggaz man its a damn shame To watch a nigga self destruct, & go out out with a bang! In due time, got better & had to rearrange Cause once upon a time it got real That shit you cant explain In a world of sunny days came from pouring rain Had to distance the pain & had to maintain My mindset, moving forward in this dirty game Watching for them bitches doing strange for that piece of change It aint worth it All this shit is a circus The niggaz closest to you be the culprit Never losing my focus Aiming just to be perfect Paving my own way You other niggaz is worthless Coming in full surface Killing all of these verses Putting niggaz in hearsts Best believe its a purpose! Up in my own circuit Dodging all of these curses And cash rules everything Coming with closed curtains Now tell me is it worth it? Go and let it resurface Its money in the bank But other niggaz is nervous I am my own person Watch for niggaz thats lurking Cause them the same ones when you walk past, they smirking So make the right purchase One thing is for certain That nobodys perfect Some people is searching That worship from churches Making the same versions To keep my people lost From knowing the repercussions Now tell me is it worth it? Ha... the fame and the fortune?