payment - juicy j lyrics
[intro]
rari
let’s go
[chorus]
rari no top when it’s rainin’
i got rich problems, i got problems, yeah
i can’t keep flyin’ private jets for entertainment
i got rich problems, i got problems, yeah
it be the ones that’s the closest try to take it
i got rich problems, i got problems, yeah
some people only see me as a payment
i got rich problems, i got problems, yeah
[verse 1]
who can i trust? who can i run to?
old friends come through needin’ favors out the blue
somethin’ light, i can save for a rainy day
rich as h*ll, but i’m not tryna give it all away
cash in the ventilation, i been paper chasin’
racks so old, was goin’ through decomposition
i comе from the trenches, look momma, i madе it
everybody feel like i owe them some compensations
tired of rubber bands breakin’
i’m tired of all the chance takin’
tired of all the fake love and the hand shakin’
only names i care about is jackson [?]
i’m tired of all this money, tired of all your favors
get complaints when we too loud, tired of all my neighbors
tired of b*tches onlyfans, been a helpin’ hand
i don’t owe you n*ggas nothin’, you a grown ass man
[chorus]
rari no top when it’s rainin’
i got rich problems, i got problems, yeah
i can’t keep flyin’ private jets for entertainment
i got rich problems, i got problems, yeah
it be the ones that’s the closest tryna take it
i got rich problems, i got problems, yeah
some people only see me as a payment
i got rich problems, i got problems, yeah
[verse 2]
everybody want a cup, but they ain’t help me get it
they ain’t help me make this money, wanna help me spend it
get upset when i don’t lend it just because i’m winnin’
soon as i tell ’em no they get in they feelings
bunch of [?] muhf*ckers tryna use a n*gga
cut ’em off, they try to double back and sue a n*gga
i been on the steady grind, i go get the bag
godd*mn, took a pair uncle sam have
it’s hard findin’ out your own friends bogus
tryna steal from you thinkin’ that you wouldn’t notice
i don’t even wanna talk about the lawyer fees
jealous muhf*ckers tryna take a n*gga off the streets
tryna jam a n*gga up and come for all my paper
i got a car that cost your house, and that’s why you hate us
instead of watchin’ me, get you a life
more money, more problems, d*mn, biggie was right
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