Pete Wurthy - Payroll Lyrics

I move how I gotta move, cruise how I gotta cruise
Do what I gotta do, to get respect that's true
Never tryna lose but sometimes I get bruised
I get rude, patience through, temper on a short fuse
But at least I got my down cats havin' my back
I shout back, thanks for acting how y'all act
The kind of people that's gon' always stay the same
Let my pride be the guide to cash you guys the change
Some people give it fake, some people keep it real
So I'm gon' man up - tell y'all just how I feel
I might get famous and sign a multi-mil dollar deal
If that's the case then y'all the cats that will stay ill
I know the folks out my circle def gon' change
And their biz with me gonna come off strange
I write this check of respect like it ain't no thang
If I'm gon' eat then y'all gon' eat it's a fair exchange
If I ever get signed and become a celebrity
I think I'll have a chat with the label that's backing me
To tell them what I really need is not greed
But to stay humble, it's blood not dollars that I bleed
Plus I'm aware that the allure is out there
Willing to mentally claw me apart like a bear
So I must share my thoughts, and confess
Remind I'm blessed, or I'ma wind up messed up
You know the arrogant grade A asshole
Lowly citizen easily gettin' all rattled
Always on a paper chase tryna do battle
Through litigations, hoppin' on the psychotic saddle
Rather have a harsh winter without a jacket
Then sellin' out my soul tryna rap a little bit
With fortune as obsession I'd become pretentious
Endlessly fiend for green with a passion relentless
Some people give it fake, some people keep it real
So I'm gon' man up - tell y'all just how I feel
I might get famous and sign a multi-mil dollar deal
If that's the case then y'all the cats that will stay ill
I know the folks out my circle def gon' change
And their biz with me gonna come off strange
I write this check of respect like it ain't no thang
If I'm gon' eat then y'all gon' eat it's a fair exchange
So you the people have to be the ones to ground me
Remind of the times I didn't have a damn TV
Before the time I had a platinum selling LP
Before the time I copped the keys to the 'cedes
Believe me, I might get all about the benjamins
But let Wurthy know he's a "bad boy"
Rewind me to the days I couldn't get employed
Or didn't have a mansion of a crib to enjoy
Prior to my status, y'all are the badass
Kids that I could flip a verse to un-lavish
I wanna show some love and say God bless ya
Ain't after my shares but y'all still my investas
And even if I gave away my cake
You'd be the ones chilling with me on the lake
And would take the time of day to make memories great
Thanks for giving your boy P DUB a break
Ayee
Some people give it fake, some people keep it real
So I'm gon' man up - tell y'all just how I feel
I might get famous and sign a multi-mil dollar deal
If that's the case then y'all the cats that will stay ill
I know the folks out my circle def gon' change
And their biz with me gonna come off strange
I write this check of respect like it ain't no thang
If I'm gon' eat then y'all gon' eat it's a fair exchange
Rock, rock, rock with me now
Bop, bop, bop with me now
Rock, rock, rock with me now
Bop, bop, bop with me now
Rock, rock, rock with me now
Bop, bop, bop with me now
Rock, rock, rock with me now
Bop with me now
Rock with me now
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