Pen and paper, drink and wake up peace of mind
Call you later got to stay up for these rhymes
I'm writing for my time
For my sister, for my liver type of rhymes
Which kind of grind can I get on
How many emotions can a nigga lay his pen on
I'm bent on
Self-destruction, self-reflection
Slef-medication, self-revelation
Mad dedication
To assassination
Of a whole rap nation based on
Imitation of tv stations
Killing fucking beats get a case on
All you lazy rappers think you're slept on
Ain't nobody slept on
Your shit is just weak
Oh you think you are the best one
I write your shit in my sleep
I just need the booth
And my girl
Then the world
I just need the truth
Let it loose
Let hurl
Know I have the juice
Let me prove
To them all
Either it's the booze
Got to choose
Let them know

I'm trying to get paid on the fate of my life
I'm trying to get paid on the fate of my life
I'm trying to get paid on the things that I like
I'm trying to get paid for the things that I like
I'm trying to get paid on the things that are life
I'm trying to get paid for the things that I like
I'm trying to get paid on the things that I like
That I like
I'm trying to get paid for the things that I like

Sipping on a quartz making music
I swear this my building block for happiness
The beat always claps for us
I swear there's less than half of us who actually got the memo
We're full into the game you're a demo
I just miss my sister, I just miss my nephew
I can't wait for the day he learn to say uncle
I want to make it before he is turning five
Right now I'm just a rapper killer for hire
Always wondered what it's like for money to never be an issue
Now I have to choose between the stu' and a friend who's
Birthday is next week
When did we last speak
Heart to heart
When did we last bleed
When did I last sleep full hours
Play hard work harder
I'm trying to think further
Than my addictions of right now
Taking mental pictures of right now
Fuck acting rich and dying broke
Fuck these fucking cigarettes I smoke
Fuck the snooze button as I woke
Fuck your hate comments hope you chock
Fuck your shitty bars that you wrote
Shya

I'm trying to get paid on the fate of my life
I'm trying to get paid on the fate of my life
I'm trying to get paid on the things that I like
I'm trying to get paid for the things that I like
I'm trying to get paid on the things that are life
I'm trying to get paid for the things that I like
I'm trying to get paid on the things that I like
That I like
I'm trying to get paid for the things that I like