[Verse 1]
Me i get the pie while you're simpin for the birds
Me myself and i, i split it into thirds
Money is addictive, i need to kick the urge
I'd spit a different verse but all my filler words
Revolve around mula like an auctioneer
Big leonard makes paper like henry fourdrinier
Sittin pretty, prada walking gear
I'd say i'm in the house but i'm not even sure I'm 'ere
Erm, lest we forget
Three bags full I astral project to the chequе
Walk around like d'lo brown flexin' his neck
Likе the world owes me one and i'm collecting a debt
I'm doin it for the respect and the wealth
And that's the god's honest truth written by the devil himself
Burn the root of all evil
Me and kev make a lot of loot for some stupid poor people
[Chorus]
I just want to say
There is no other way
I'm getting paid
[Verse 2]
I'm a solid gold piece of shit encased in glass
Perfecting the jeff bezo's laugh i want me peso's back
Yeah i'm balling but they know that
But just tell 'em though incase they ask and embarrass me
Foliage print gucci shirt on
Inconspicuous, blending in with the fern fronds
Relax! you get slapped with a fat wad of cash
During the economic collapse
And no, you're not keeping the change
I left the keys to my beemer jeep in the range
It's strange, i'm on the beach with my chains on
To be honest i forgot where i came from
Err, could of been anywhere cos i've been everywhere
You're looking at debonairs now, blah!
Tracky worth more than your suit
I'm in the driver's seat you're the corpse in the boot
[Chorus]
Me i get the pie while you're simpin for the birds
Me myself and i, i split it into thirds
Money is addictive, i need to kick the urge
I'd spit a different verse but all my filler words
Revolve around mula like an auctioneer
Big leonard makes paper like henry fourdrinier
Sittin pretty, prada walking gear
I'd say i'm in the house but i'm not even sure I'm 'ere
Erm, lest we forget
Three bags full I astral project to the chequе
Walk around like d'lo brown flexin' his neck
Likе the world owes me one and i'm collecting a debt
I'm doin it for the respect and the wealth
And that's the god's honest truth written by the devil himself
Burn the root of all evil
Me and kev make a lot of loot for some stupid poor people
[Chorus]
I just want to say
There is no other way
I'm getting paid
[Verse 2]
I'm a solid gold piece of shit encased in glass
Perfecting the jeff bezo's laugh i want me peso's back
Yeah i'm balling but they know that
But just tell 'em though incase they ask and embarrass me
Foliage print gucci shirt on
Inconspicuous, blending in with the fern fronds
Relax! you get slapped with a fat wad of cash
During the economic collapse
And no, you're not keeping the change
I left the keys to my beemer jeep in the range
It's strange, i'm on the beach with my chains on
To be honest i forgot where i came from
Err, could of been anywhere cos i've been everywhere
You're looking at debonairs now, blah!
Tracky worth more than your suit
I'm in the driver's seat you're the corpse in the boot
[Chorus]
( Lee Scott )
www.ChordsAZ.com