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dj quik - vince staples lyrics

[intro]
if it don’t make dollars, it don’t make sense
so don’t k!ll game, let the pimpin’—

[verse 1]
i ain’t never quittin’ on my homies from the set
rather die a legend than be livin’ with regrets
granny up in heaven, know she watch a n*gga back
g class, flyin’ down’ orizaba ave
i know that you love me but you gotta give me sp*ce
money hungry women do whatever for a taste
all my people in the hood, what it’s finna take
to have everybody livin’ good, i don’t wanna wait
in a minute, i’ma bust a juug, i’ma make a play
hit the homie up and hit a l!ck, run in where you stay
all the pressure i be dealin’ with, still ain’t ever change
i’m about the money, i ain’t f*ckin’ with the fame
[chorus]
dj quik (get paid, get paid, young n*gga, get paid)
if it don’t make dollars, then it don’t make sense (get paid, young n*gga, get paid, get paid, young n*gga, get paid)
dj quik (get paid, get paid, young n*gga, get paid)
if it don’t make dollars, then it don’t make sense (get paid, young n*gga, get paid, get paid, young n*gga, get paid, get paid)

[verse 2]
you should see the limit on my amex
one phone call, and it’s n*ggas at your address
i’m gon’ ball ’til i’m sittin’ in the grave
f*ck all y’all, bet ramona get the last laugh
close your mouth when you talkin’ to a k!ller, b*tch
they say i murder cuh, i say, “i’m innocent”
this ain’t suburbia, these n*ggas ignorant
i always get my man, i only miss my b*tch
yeah, hit me up if you wish
i’m in the studio, couple guns, couple crips
tryna make a hunnid ms, what’s a couple bands?
keep it comin’ in, keep it comin’ in

[chorus]
dj quik (yeah, get paid, get paid, young n*gga, get paid)
if it don’t make dollars, then it don’t make sense (get paid, young n*gga, get paid, get paid, young n*gga, get paid)
dj quik (get paid, get paid, young n*gga, get paid)
if it don’t make dollars, then it don’t make sense (get paid, young n*gga, get paid, get paid, young n*gga, get paid, get paid)
[outro]
(get paid, yeah, get paid, young n*gga, get paid
get paid, young n*gga, get paid, get paid, young n*gga, get paid)
n*gga that you know that’s been down for years
i’ve clowned for years, and y’all could never fade my peers
one, two, three, four, five—

- vince staples lyrics

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