It’s Around lyrics

[Intro: Payroll Giovanni]
(CardoGotWings)
Oh, they know that sh*t around
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[Verse 1: Payroll Giovanni]
I don't sell dreams 'cause I'm too busy livin' 'em
And I don't flash stacks 'cause I'm too busy flippin' 'em (Yeah)
Watch forty G's at the minimum (Forty)
Ask about Pay, since a youngin, I been killin' 'em (Yeah)
Don't bring dude around me, his vibe, I ain't feelin' him (Naw)
I know a snake before it hiss, when it strike, just hope it miss
I can't hold convos with n*ggas on that hopeless sh*t
I just used a condo for merch, I'm on some focused sh*t (Yeah)
BYLUG the label, 2-6 what I'm rollin' with
Pockets on some swollen sh*t, Patek on some frozen sh*t (Whew)
n*ggas blowin' money every day, I'm like what goal is this?
n*ggas tryna spend the most, I'm out here tryna get the most
Write a check and get a Ghost, owe me, you gon' get approached (Yeah)
By a crazy-lookin' n*gga, I suggest you pay him, bro (Please)
Lil' boys say the most, grown men say the least
Paid the cost to be the boss, got my invoice and my receipt, n*gga

[Chorus: Payroll Giovanni]
Money don't make you no realer
But I'd rather be a real rich n*gga than a real broke n*gga
Two choices growin' up, a job or dope dealer (Which one?)
Made myself a boss, I answer to no n*gga
I don't need it on the flyer, they gon' know we in town (Oh, they know)
They gon' know we in town (Yeah)
I don't flash money or guns, but they know it's around (Yeah, they know)
Oh, they know it's around
[Verse 2: Payroll Giovanni]
I fronted work to have-nots, so they can have knots (Uh)
Now, I'm on the ave in the Benz with the ragtop
Sippin' Louis XIII out a red cup (Yup)
Plottin' on a black 'Rari with the red guts (Yeah)
I was baggin' regs up way before exotic started wholesalin'
Saw some different profit (Yeah)
No time for the gossip
Hit me up when you find a better topic
Like how to make money while vacatin' at the tropics (Boy)
I'm on some family wealth sh*t, you on some all-for-self sh*t
So tell me how you broke, but you greedy and you selfish? (How?)
Let that be a lesson, bruh, you f*ck your own blessings up (You)
Burnin' bridges with n*ggas that would've helped you level up (Dummy)
Back when I would peddle dust, a n*gga used to settle much
Rockin' a rubber band, but wishin' I was bezeled up
So I started grindin' tough, now I'm shinin' diamonds up (Yeah)
n*ggas change on you when they see you climbin' up (f*ck 'em)

[Chorus: Payroll Giovanni]
Money don't make you no realer
But I'd rather be a real rich n*gga than a real broke n*gga
Two choices growin' up, a job or dope dealer (Which one?)
Made myself a boss, I answer to no n*gga
I don't need it on the flyer, they gon' know we in town (Oh, they know)
They gon' know we in town (Yeah)
I don't flash money or guns, but they know it's around (Yeah, they know)
Oh, they know it's around