Roddy Ricch – paid my dues (feat. Takeoff) Lyrics

Roddy Ricch – paid my dues (feat. Takeoff) Lyrics
paid my dues
Roddy Ricch (feat. Takeoff)
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    "paid my dues." - Roddy Ricch (feat. Takeoff)

    Album: LIVE LIFE FAST
    Track No: 06

    Had to call my accountant to make sure a nigga wasn't trippin'
    I done ran up a check, lookin' like a nigga doin' fitness
    Late night, back of the club, searchin' and fishin'
    I went back to the Glock 'cause everybody talkin' 'bout switches
    If I said I fuck with you, I fuck with you
    When they pile up that money on money on money on money
    We see what these niggas do
    I ain't never gon' run, you know I ain't holdin' my tongue
    For these niggas, I tell the truth
    They say I'm a young nigga and I keep it too solid
    You know I done paid my dues
    You know I done paid my dues
    I look at my phone and see what bitch I'm finna hit
    I scroll and pick and choose
    Roddy and Take', they know it ain't safe
    So I suggest that you play it cool
    They let us in and gave us the space to win
    So how could a nigga lose?
    Been havin' money, I came out the womb
    To havin' that shit on in middle school
    Year after year, gotta keep it comin'
    Keep the wardrobe and the wheel new
    When all of these hoes see how me and Take' move
    It get crowded, I take two
    And I'm knockin' that bitch down on the first date
    I ain't never gotta take two
    I got hoes on hoes on hoes on hoes
    They swing on each other like Babe Ruth
    I go to Fashion Week sittin' on the side with a double cup
    I got a sweet tooth
    All-white Rollie Sky-Dweller, and the face K.C. Blue
    Plain Jane gold presidential, I got yellow rings, look like Pikachu
    Look in my garage, this ain't no façade
    They got different eyes when they peek at you
    Had to call my accountant to make sure a nigga wasn't trippin'
    I done ran up a check, lookin' like a nigga doin' fitness
    Late night, back of the club, searchin' and fishin'
    I went back to the Glock 'cause everybody talkin' 'bout switches
    If I said I fuck with you, I fuck with you
    When they pile up that money on money on money on money
    We see what these niggas do
    I ain't never gon' run, you know I ain't holdin' my tongue
    For these niggas, I tell the truth
    They say I'm a young nigga and I keep it too solid
    You know I done paid my dues
    You know I done paid my dues
    Still gettin'
    Still sippin' on the lean like I'm motherfuckin' pimpin'
    Driveway loaded than a bitch
    My driveway loaded than a bitch, nigga (bitch, nigga, bitch, nigga)
    My driveway loaded than a bitch, nigga (bitch, nigga, bitch, nigga)
    My driveway loaded than a bitch, nigga (bitch, nigga, bitch, nigga)

    Writer(s): Coleman, Boi-1da, Takeoff, Roddy Ricch.

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