Whippin' Chevy Cruze
Sippin' hella booze
Got a big ol' check to spend
So I go spend it on tattoos
Paid my dues
No excuse
Sleepy, Isxxc Jxmes be chillin
Whippin' in the coupe
Things been getting colder cause we posted in the north
I think I won y'all over, all I did was press record
All this bullshit in the air
You know that you should check the source
That's me, let's see
I'ma spill out my report, ay
I got a lot of people on my back
And now that I'm feeling the pressure
See all the haters be laughing and wheezing when I'm shooting missiles
A f*ckin' oppressor, we making a scene when we slide on the block
We gon' take out the beams and remove the suppressor
This jacket be leather, this place will get better
Now Sleepy gonna f*ckin' read you a letter
Wait, hold up, pause, let's hear some applause
That shit goes out to all my dogs
Isxxc Sleepy got the sauce
We been feeling like a boss
Like Rick Ross, we don't care about the cost
We blowin' smoke out the exhaust
Uh, uh, I got the sauce, uh, uh
Hold the exhaust, uh, uh
Neck be on frost, uh, uh
I got a thang with a lil' switch, it don't say pause, uh, uh
Look at his soul, watchin your lips, send em to God, uh, uh
Bring out the mosh
Niggas been breaking their heads like guitars
Tugging on tailors, they feel like some fox
Really idea, they taking it far
Don't need a bill for the things that I bought, uh, yeah, uh, uh
You want the bill in your pocket, so lost, uh
Me and Isxxc on a team
Telling you niggas you already lost
Talking my shit when I'm serving, I'm sevening
Did the one-three, they gon' make it eleven
Isxxc been knocking on pieces, keep ebbing
But remixed the clip and don't hear what I'm saying
Flipped by the script, we'll reach chapter eleven
And do not deceive, we're regrowing in heaven
I've been just praying a lot for these motherf*ckin' bitches
And motherf*ckin' reverends
Hold up, pause
White boy got the aux
He's bout to free up all my dawgs
He a god
Feel like motherf*ckin' Eminem
I'm rappin' like a god
Got y'all bitch on my motherf*ckin' dick
And she suckin' that shit and she feel like
Yeah, we gonna talk that shit
Feelin' like I'm Brad Pitt
The way that they broke in
Left blood all on the white carpet
Like a white carpet
Feel like I'm in a rage mosh pit
Tryna go f*ck on a betty boo
Yeah, a pretty white bitch
Whippin' Chevy Cruze
Sippin' hella booze
Got a big ol' check to spend
So I go spend it on tattoos
Paid my dues
No excuse
Sleepy, Isxxc Jxmes be chillin
Whippin' in the coupe
In a little coupe
Feel like I'm in a new Jack Cruz
Feel like I'm Zack and Cody
But these niggas wanna go and copy my code
Like, dude
I don't wanna go and act so jolly
Got Isaac on the motherf*ckin' molly
Damn, huh
Got Isaac Jolly off of the molly
Like, damn
Man, I just be so jolly
Down in the DM, I'm feelin' like Yo Gotti
All of these haters, they thinkin' they got a life
But they be nothin' but nobodies
Back in school, I was so tardy
Slingin' sticks like it's pro hockey
Remember when we weren't shit
Then we went and built a whole army
Isxxc Jxmes - Paid My Dues (feat. SleepyZay) Lyrics
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Whippin' Chevy Cruze
Sippin' hella booze
Got a big ol' check to spend
So I go spend it on tattoos
Paid my dues
No excuse
Sleepy, Isxxc Jxmes be chillin
Whippin' in the coupe
Things been getting colder cause we posted in the north
I think I won y'all over, all I did was press record
All this bullshit in the air
You know that you should check the source
That's me, let's see
I'ma spill out my report, ay
I got a lot of people on my back
And now that I'm feeling the pressure
See all the haters be laughing and wheezing when I'm shooting missiles
A f*ckin' oppressor, we making a scene when we slide on the block
We gon' take out the beams and remove the suppressor
This jacket be leather, this place will get better
Now Sleepy gonna f*ckin' read you a letter
Wait, hold up, pause, let's hear some applause
That shit goes out to all my dogs
Isxxc Sleepy got the sauce
We been feeling like a boss
Like Rick Ross, we don't care about the cost
We blowin' smoke out the exhaust
Uh, uh, I got the sauce, uh, uh
Hold the exhaust, uh, uh
Neck be on frost, uh, uh
I got a thang with a lil' switch, it don't say pause, uh, uh
Look at his soul, watchin your lips, send em to God, uh, uh
Bring out the mosh
Niggas been breaking their heads like guitars
Tugging on tailors, they feel like some fox
Really idea, they taking it far
Don't need a bill for the things that I bought, uh, yeah, uh, uh
You want the bill in your pocket, so lost, uh
Me and Isxxc on a team
Telling you niggas you already lost
Talking my shit when I'm serving, I'm sevening
Did the one-three, they gon' make it eleven
Isxxc been knocking on pieces, keep ebbing
But remixed the clip and don't hear what I'm saying
Flipped by the script, we'll reach chapter eleven
And do not deceive, we're regrowing in heaven
I've been just praying a lot for these motherf*ckin' bitches
And motherf*ckin' reverends
Hold up, pause
White boy got the aux
He's bout to free up all my dawgs
He a god
Feel like motherf*ckin' Eminem
I'm rappin' like a god
Got y'all bitch on my motherf*ckin' dick
And she suckin' that shit and she feel like
Yeah, we gonna talk that shit
Feelin' like I'm Brad Pitt
The way that they broke in
Left blood all on the white carpet
Like a white carpet
Feel like I'm in a rage mosh pit
Tryna go f*ck on a betty boo
Yeah, a pretty white bitch
Whippin' Chevy Cruze
Sippin' hella booze
Got a big ol' check to spend
So I go spend it on tattoos
Paid my dues
No excuse
Sleepy, Isxxc Jxmes be chillin
Whippin' in the coupe
In a little coupe
Feel like I'm in a new Jack Cruz
Feel like I'm Zack and Cody
But these niggas wanna go and copy my code
Like, dude
I don't wanna go and act so jolly
Got Isaac on the motherf*ckin' molly
Damn, huh
Got Isaac Jolly off of the molly
Like, damn
Man, I just be so jolly
Down in the DM, I'm feelin' like Yo Gotti
All of these haters, they thinkin' they got a life
But they be nothin' but nobodies
Back in school, I was so tardy
Slingin' sticks like it's pro hockey
Remember when we weren't shit
Then we went and built a whole army
Sippin' hella booze
Got a big ol' check to spend
So I go spend it on tattoos
Paid my dues
No excuse
Sleepy, Isxxc Jxmes be chillin
Whippin' in the coupe
Things been getting colder cause we posted in the north
I think I won y'all over, all I did was press record
All this bullshit in the air
You know that you should check the source
That's me, let's see
I'ma spill out my report, ay
I got a lot of people on my back
And now that I'm feeling the pressure
See all the haters be laughing and wheezing when I'm shooting missiles
A f*ckin' oppressor, we making a scene when we slide on the block
We gon' take out the beams and remove the suppressor
This jacket be leather, this place will get better
Now Sleepy gonna f*ckin' read you a letter
Wait, hold up, pause, let's hear some applause
That shit goes out to all my dogs
Isxxc Sleepy got the sauce
We been feeling like a boss
Like Rick Ross, we don't care about the cost
We blowin' smoke out the exhaust
Uh, uh, I got the sauce, uh, uh
Hold the exhaust, uh, uh
Neck be on frost, uh, uh
I got a thang with a lil' switch, it don't say pause, uh, uh
Look at his soul, watchin your lips, send em to God, uh, uh
Bring out the mosh
Niggas been breaking their heads like guitars
Tugging on tailors, they feel like some fox
Really idea, they taking it far
Don't need a bill for the things that I bought, uh, yeah, uh, uh
You want the bill in your pocket, so lost, uh
Me and Isxxc on a team
Telling you niggas you already lost
Talking my shit when I'm serving, I'm sevening
Did the one-three, they gon' make it eleven
Isxxc been knocking on pieces, keep ebbing
But remixed the clip and don't hear what I'm saying
Flipped by the script, we'll reach chapter eleven
And do not deceive, we're regrowing in heaven
I've been just praying a lot for these motherf*ckin' bitches
And motherf*ckin' reverends
Hold up, pause
White boy got the aux
He's bout to free up all my dawgs
He a god
Feel like motherf*ckin' Eminem
I'm rappin' like a god
Got y'all bitch on my motherf*ckin' dick
And she suckin' that shit and she feel like
Yeah, we gonna talk that shit
Feelin' like I'm Brad Pitt
The way that they broke in
Left blood all on the white carpet
Like a white carpet
Feel like I'm in a rage mosh pit
Tryna go f*ck on a betty boo
Yeah, a pretty white bitch
Whippin' Chevy Cruze
Sippin' hella booze
Got a big ol' check to spend
So I go spend it on tattoos
Paid my dues
No excuse
Sleepy, Isxxc Jxmes be chillin
Whippin' in the coupe
In a little coupe
Feel like I'm in a new Jack Cruz
Feel like I'm Zack and Cody
But these niggas wanna go and copy my code
Like, dude
I don't wanna go and act so jolly
Got Isaac on the motherf*ckin' molly
Damn, huh
Got Isaac Jolly off of the molly
Like, damn
Man, I just be so jolly
Down in the DM, I'm feelin' like Yo Gotti
All of these haters, they thinkin' they got a life
But they be nothin' but nobodies
Back in school, I was so tardy
Slingin' sticks like it's pro hockey
Remember when we weren't shit
Then we went and built a whole army
Writer: Joshua Calder, Isaac Desmarais
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