Cole Hamilton & Jay Powers - PayCut Lyrics

Ay this that different vibe shit
This that utopia shit bitch
I ain't had no dope in me shit bitch uh
One dimensional
Loud mouth till they call a technical
Looking at my hands, feel invincible
Hallucinations been a spectacle
High on life and this edible
Hope my impact bigger than a decimal
Running to the festival
Saying medical helping out your skeletal
Ask the kid why he so cynical
Sinning while slimming up my physical
World changing, going digital
By my side for money, shit is pitiful
In my room, bumping DOOM
Sleeping in the sun, hoping for the moon
Quiet, know I'm dropping soon
In my bag, beats are food
Kill a beat always in the mood
Stay tryna bloom
Focus on me, go and zoom
Get yo lens
Coming for the benz
Telling enemies they friends
Wish I made amends
Tryna meet my ends
Looking at my hands
Missing march, empty stands
Speaker knocking off my wall in vans
Pay me double in advance
Grinding hoping for some paper
Slacking smoking on that vapor
Running till them days up
Ring on my finger, Allen pay cut
Tryna fight my way up
Get my name up
Grinding hoping for some paper
Slacking smoking on that vapor
Running till them days up
Ring on my finger, Allen pay cut
Tryna fight my way up
Get my f*cking name up
Calling up my homies
I been on a roll b
Dropping 80 like I'm Kobe
Slice you up Kenobi
Kick you like I'm Kofi
Out my face how you know me
Grave the name on the trophy
Rounding by these phonies
Homie Jay rolling bogeys
Slimming smacking veggie hoagies
Staying on the lowkey
Getting hella nosey
View was hella smoky
04' Pistons getting broken
Ain't the best what you smoking
Boy been on another level
Rocking wrist golden bezel
Youngin back in my element
I'm scary shit
Rapping elegant
Never desolate
Member when i crack relevance
I'm Zion on the Pelicans
Feel the music in my skeleton
Bitch I'm on another level
Tryna get that diamond bezel bitch
Grinding hoping for some paper
Slacking smoking on that vapor
Running till them days up
Ring on my finger, Allen pay cut
Tryna fight my way up
Get my name up
Grinding hoping for some paper
Slacking smoking on that vapor
Running till them days up
Ring on my finger, Allen pay cut
Tryna fight my way up
Get my f*cking name up