[ Featuring Young Ea$e ]
Bills paid, coolers cold, and them heaters blow
Bills paid, coolers cold, and them heaters blow
Bills paid, coolers cold, and them heaters blow
Bills paid, coolers cold, and them heaters blow
See strangers showin' love, but enemies be close
Can't trust a soul, keep everybody on a need to know
No self-incrimination, but trust me, we ain't broke
The Bills paid, coolers cold, and them heaters blow
See strangers showin' love, but enemies be close
Can't trust a soul, keep everybody on a need to know
No self-incrimination, but trust me, we ain't broke
The Bills paid, coolers cold, and them heaters blow
Okay, now traumatized past careful how you approach a G
I'm flyer then a bitch and don't give a f*ck if you notice me
All about my bag, chicken cheddar, my groceries
If we ain't talkin' cash, ain't no interest in kickin' Socially
I slide
Pop out with the hood You know how cobras be
Concrete jungle the slums That shit like home to me
The f*ck is four walls When niggas still gotta roam the streets
Relly Rambo Them niggas don't want no war with me
Them AKs and ARs
Yeah, I'm from Akron, bitch
Them cannons start to blam on the 4th Like it's Iraq again
Compared to me, these niggas ain't shit get them a laxative
And follow at t.beck to see what passion is
Bills paid, coolers cold, and them heaters blow
Bills paid, coolers cold, and them heaters blow
Bills paid, coolers cold, and them heaters blow
Bills paid, coolers cold, and them heaters blow
See strangers showin' love, but enemies be close
Can't trust a soul, keep everybody on a need to know
No self-incrimination, but trust me, we ain't broke
The Bills paid, coolers cold, and them heaters blow
See strangers showin' love, but enemies be close
Can't trust a soul, keep everybody on a need to know
No self-incrimination, but trust me, we ain't broke
The Bills paid, coolers cold, and them heaters blow
Rule number one, never been break or fold
Never tell on your circle and stand on that
Rule number two, it's a eye for an eye that mean something more crucial than cataracts
Rule number three, if I got it, you got it
My people ain't never gon' go without
There's a seat at my table for anyone who struggled with me There's nothin' to worry about
I'm on a mission to go get the money And make sure my family be proud of it
Keepin' it real, in all of my music Ain't never been labeled as counterfeit
Straight from below that poverty line and I felt there was no way around it then
I got on my hustle And make sure the best of my people Is who I'm surrounded with
One for the fam, two for the money
Without it, we still be stuck up in the gutter
This is my dawgs, we all bread different from y'all Cause TE be spreadin' like butter
So you better practice your etiquette
Switch on the Drake, turn this shit to a burst
And it sound like a speaking impediment
And it still could just heat your whole residence
Bills paid, coolers cold, and them heaters blow
Bills paid, coolers cold, and them heaters blow
Bills paid, coolers cold, and them heaters blow
Bills paid, coolers cold, and them heaters blow
See strangers showin' love, but enemies be close
Can't trust a soul, keep everybody on a need to know
No self-incrimination, but trust me, we ain't broke
The Bills paid, coolers cold, and them heaters blow
See strangers showin' love, but enemies be close
Can't trust a soul, keep everybody on a need to know
No self-incrimination, but trust me, we ain't broke
The Bills paid, coolers cold, and them heaters blow
