f*ck You Pay Me (Paper Chasin’) lyrics

[Intro]
(Pipe that sh*t up TnT)

[Chorus: Jackboy]
f*ck you, pay me, my attitude could make them hate me
Watch your lady, been f*ckin' her on the daily
She pick me over you, that sh*t don't seem to amaze me
If my b*tch leave me right now I swear that sh*t won't phase me
I'm a project baby [?]
You know the streets done raised me, I done got it out the pavement
b*tches gon' try and play under you when you out here paper chasing
Hope he don't get in front of you 'cause he know you gon' erase ‘em

[Verse 1: Jackboy]
If that n*gga caught be talking crazy, I come erase him
[?] if you really go chase it
Pray my dawg gon' catch a body, he's a grim reaper
Pull up dumpin' on anybody with the streetsweeper
Dropped out of school but I'm still making more than my teachers
Made a hundred K in a week, I think I should go and teach her
I grab the mic then catch the holy ghost, baby, I'm a street preacher
And b*tch, I got a family, ain't no deals on none of my features
But I made a K by myself, I can't cut a check with no hater
[?] in the end I'm just gon' leave 'em
[?] I can't let up on my grind
Knowin' damn well if I told I love her I was f*ckin' lying
I made up for a year and I made seven figures
Put the bread on your heads, I don't f*ck with none of you n*ggas
So don't try to talk to me when you see me out in public
I ain't friendly and ain't sh*t sweet, b*tch, I'm from the ugly
[Chorus: Jackboy]
f*ck you, pay me, my attitude could make them hate me
Watch your lady, been f*ckin' her on the daily
She pick me over you, that sh*t don't seem to amaze me
If my b*tch leave me right now I swear that sh*t won't phase me
I'm a project baby [?]
You know the streets done raised me, I done got it out the pavement
b*tches gon' try and play under you when you out here paper chasing
Hope he don't get in front of you 'cause he know you gon' erase ‘em

[Verse 2: Rylo Rodriguez]
Project baby, only thing changed was show times
I'm serious I might dry my Amiris on the clothelines
They don't let me inside the club with this gun
I'll do my show in the parking lot [?]
Spend them racks with all my jewerly on, I post up in here
I bought a mini Draco, it's all-black, I took off in the whip
I lost my racks so don’t leave me
Peep it, when I pull up, demon
Still be Section 8 dreamin
These hoes'll f*ck your opps, these hoes'll f*ck your brothers
Been sleeping on the floor 'cause I hate undercovers
'Cause on my block we don't rock with no cops
And if we got locked up like wrestlemania
Glock with a switch, all you gotta do is aim it him
Out the gate she want some mm-mm
Oh, you one of those
Same n*gga with a booster seat sent slides with other clothes
I know several hoes who'll trill with you just to drug you
I know jackboys who'll rob you and say they love you
[Chorus: Jackboy]
f*ck you, pay me, my attitude could make them hate me
Watch your lady, been f*ckin' her on the daily
She pick me over you, that sh*t don't seem to amaze me
If my b*tch leave me right now I swear that sh*t won't phase me
I'm a project baby [?]
You know the streets done raised me, I done got it out the pavement
b*tches gon' try and play a n*gga when you out here paper chasing
Hope he don't get in front of you 'cause he know you gon' erase ‘em