Chris Webby – Paid lyrics

[Verse 1]
Used to be hard to get a broad, when I got declined on my debit card
Duct tape on my headlight, no aux plug in my beat up car
And college loans stacked up
Acquitted to more than my savings and shit I ain’t even reach graduation so now all that I’m paying is hard knocks education
I’m saying that
I barely had money for weed
Shit I had to sell it to smoke
Pullin' up with my tank on E
Yes I was incredibly broke
But shit was inevitable
I had to go through it to get to the dough
The ropes on the slope of a treacherous road
Still I put on one hell of a show
My credit was low but I shot for the top
I didn’t know whether I got it or not
Seeing these people with money and wondering if they were better I honestly thought
That copping a drop
Or buying a yacht
Or wearing a chain with the shiniest rocks
Would make you the man
So I made a plan
And now I got fans that are buying my stock
And now that I got
What I came here to get
Secure the bag, I don't need to flex
I just stack and chill and play Playstation, no vacation
Just reading cheques then cashing ‘em, then stackin’ ‘em
And through it still the same old me
Never ball out, I just stay low key
How far it goes? We’ll see

[Chorus]
I don’t gotta flex for the ‘Gram post
Don’t whip a Corvette or a Lambo’
I’m just stackin' up my cheques and I’m layin' low
Well fuck what they say
‘Cause I’m getting paid
I don’t gotta flex for the ‘Gram post
Don’t whip a Corvette or a Lambo’
I’m just stackin' up my cheques and I’m layin' low
Well fuck what they say
‘Cause I’m getting paid

[Verse 2]
(Now, now, now) Hold up, just wait a second
I still gotta figure out a way to spend it
Taxes suck and I’m rackin' up so this cash will touch and get reinvested
My Ace Flynn on the finances
Money come and he time stamp it
I’m a simple man with a business plan
Couple hundred grand on my mind, dammit
Drop five K for the Kangen water
Wanna glass? Shit make an offer
Money over fame
Put a ring on the game then dip with the maid of honour
What you spend on a necklace, I get it and invest it
And then I’ll get a necklace with what I made off my investment
But I’m frugal watching money quadruple
Bringing in that cheddar and gettin' credit approvals; whole kit and caboodle
I’m tryna get it all
Locked up in a lab until there’s plaques up on the wall
No need for a withdrawal
I only make deposits
I want eleven figures, imma hustle ‘til I got it
'Cause Nip taught me 'all money in’
‘Marathon’ never ends hit my stride and then I’m gone with the wind

[Chorus]
I don’t gotta flex for the ‘Gram post
Don’t whip a Corvette or a Lambo’
I’m just stackin' up my cheques and I’m layin' low
Well fuck what they say
‘Cause I’m getting paid
I don’t gotta flex for the ‘Gram post
Don’t whip a Corvette or a Lambo’
I’m just stackin' up my cheques and I’m layin' low
Well fuck what they say
‘Cause I’m getting paid

[Outro]
Show me the money (x4)
Yeah
Show me the money (x4)
Yeah