[Verse 1 - Matt$]
I got my
Paycheck
And it ain't no waste for the tape deck
'Cause I just dropped half a band, please understand
That I'm wild like a half-gone trainwreck
But I stack this cash
Smooth wit' the wavedash
I'm moving up stocks like the NASDAQ
It's true, ill to the max that's a fact
Backed by word-of-mouth way back
Ayy, what you know about shooting'through truces
I kick back like Bruces, it's kung-fu when I move this, excuses
Can't do this, and that's just what the truth is
Just peep the pen and catch the fire it produces
Skate Jam
But I ain't got no game plan
Tryin' for the gold like, "Ay man,"
"Don't you know what you up against, who I am?"
So let's go
Toe-to-toe
Pen-to-pen
Let's see what you know
All this lyrical flexin' got me feeling like I'm Stellurro
Yeah, shout-out Stellurro for real
Yo it's actually kinda wild, I'm getting my paycheck this friday actually... shit...
[Verse 2 - m1nute]
Punch in and run it down, you talk that shit, but you don't know me
I could just waste bands, spend it all in one place like, man, i'm feelin' holy
Pickin' up pace, not a chance there's a person that could beat me
When I'm in the fuckin' building, makin' sure that people see these racks
Then I charge, attack, don't back, deflect the flak, my vices crawl on my back
Kickback from cuttin' shit
I want it all, I run this shit
You spittin' on my blind courage
Feel damned by God, my sacrilege
This choppy flow, low on storage
Push a preppy bitch off the ridge
Don't kiss the ring of kings amiss
I wear that crown, lay claim to this
I lowkey kinda missed the point of talkin' about a paycheck...
But I don't care