PAID

Yeah yeah I don't give a fuck
And it feels so good
I don’t give a fuck yeah

I was raised with a wooden spoon
Which felt denser than silver
Its contents were hot
Thru caring hands delivered
I'm grateful and paid in full
I love you Mitch
But its time I go on my ownnn

Verse 1
Heyyy
Ahh ha ha
Heyy
Look, I ain't no little dude
I ain’t no punk
I ain't no child getting ridiculed by swimming pools like
“Fool I ain't gon jump”
Nah I split your crew like syllables
When an imbecile read a word that's a little too difficult
For his mental state
Kung Lao with the finish move
Double the principal off the interest rate
Hmm, Thats the power of potential
Thats the power I shower on instrumental
Mo money mo problems, I'm so sorry
I don't subscribe by it let me find out myself
Not til I'm post mortem
Wrote bout it
Locker room shame I ain't changing for nobody
You know bout it
You nobody

Hmm hey
And it’s our season
Saucy got me blowing trees and all the above

Hook
I was raised with a wooden spoon
Which felt denser than silver
Its contents were hot
Thru caring hands delivered
I’m grateful and Paid in Full
I love you Mitch
But it's time I go…

Verse 2
I feel sorry for boys
Acting rich but they poor
Buying bottles at clubs
But they sleep on the floor
Its the things we were taught
He be singing along
How he got a bugatti
But can’t afford a ford
Or get behind a honda
Get your life in accord
Introduced since the cradle
Don't be stuck till the morgue
Now i'm killing them all
With a red dot
Soon as Nate Smith hit record
Its a head shot
Pop Pop Pop
My lord
Bring it on bring it on
Ohh mi cherie amor
She jumping for joy
Her true religion
Is christian Dior and Louboutin
Either or we settling scores
We ain't looking for war
We just looking to even the score
Step inside the court like
“yeah bitch I’m here nigga, he's 50 to clear I share with ya, I gotcha I'm sure you finna share with us”

Hmm astounding to the sound of the counterclockwise
To the houses
Where I got them dressed in all black
I got em bouncing
To the beat make your baby drop downn

Hook
I was raised with a wooden spoon
Which felt denser than silver
Its contents were hot
Thru caring hands delivered
I'm grateful and Paid in Full
I love you Mitch
But it's time I go on my own two