Lyrics Get Paid - Fly Union, Lolah Brown

Get Paid

Talk cheap, silence is golden
Million dollar questions like how I go platinum
To ghosts and a phantom, living bi-coastal
NY summers, LA winters
God, I’m an angel, I pray my pockets caked up
'Til they look like makeup, love it when they hate us
And I love my women with little to no makeup
Ass big in here, you see all the room it take up
Game stayed the same, the name’s just changed up
It’s money in the air, look like God through a changeup
And I want it all, no, I don’t know what they want
Champagne showers, parties after hours
LA putting it to the rooftop brunches out front, it’s the life that you want
We just out here balling, couldn’t sub if you want
On the come up like underclassmen, there’s no free lunch
Never go where we go, we made our own way
And I don’t know about you, but we tryna get paid
Never go where we go, we made our own way
And I don’t know about you, but we tryna to get paid
Truth is, I got it honest
I need cheerleaders with pom-poms, I’m so pompous
Your Louboutin’s versus Balenciaga’s
Man, put me on, I got a pair, now I’m hollering
At the crib ordered takeout just to dine in
Plan be lost without you, BB and CC whining
Only drinking the finest
Lord, forgive 'em, I know my parents wanna chain man
And send em radio edits like, like can I live?
All I need in this world of sin, is me and my convictions
Hold up, it’s the greater than club, what’s up?
We score then we hustle right back, Mitchell and Ness with the python strap
If I came with this, I leave with this and that
And there’s not a damn thang you can do about that
Diamond money clip, that’s just icing on the cake
Any given time bling bling in ya face
And we ain’t on the same track, we ain’t in the same race
Man, hot damn, I run this shit
I never made it to the restroom, I’m on my own shit
Everything that glitter ain’t rose gold but this is
You talk shit, I get defensive like pick six
It’s the greater than club and the life that we live
Amen!