Bills Are Paid

[Hook] x2 Can't tell me nothin'. I'm not worried at all I live for today. A pocket full of dreams All my bills are paid. All my bills are paid 1: RiFF RaFF] Woke up this mornin', the sales started pourin' Coffee cups by Jackie Joyner with Versace tile flooring Rap game Alonz Mourning, or maybe Martin Lawrence Could've played for Charlotte Hornets, but they found weed in my warm ups Nice try, and I used to be a nice guy Swing through Popeye's, three piece and the cajun fries Exceptionally on sight, never stage fright Connections are nice, more plugs than a night light Move slow. Macadamian wrist watch Silhouettes in the window rap game Alfred Hitchcock Silky smooth house, that's suede lota sweetinin Summertime every day, whole life a weekend [Hook] x2 2: Andy] I eat sushi with sake bombs, eat the coochie of soccer moms I'll sock your mom, yes I will hit a ho Grab my pinky ring, then I'm out the door Don't trust me cause I'm mental, trust me I'm mental On a private jet eating caviar lentils Bend the flight attendant like a New York pretzel Stab the fucking pilot with a number 2 pencil Ain't no yeast in the east to make my bread rise So I stay baked in Cali with palm trees and red eyes This L.A. paper is so so shady It's just not right like homo babies [Hook] x2 3: Dirt Nasty] Can't tell me anything, got green like an alien Saving my money until im Arabian Fill up a stadium, then I don't go I'm in the motel down the road doing blow, alone Wanna be rich, but I know it'll kill me Stash infinity dollars in the chimney The mob wanna hit me, and get me Balls in Bahamas, my head up in Sicily Fuck that, you can't tell me nada I'm saving my dollars for the whole enchilada Bitch, I'm the American dream, I balance Coke and hoes on my triple beam [Hook] x2