My after hours I spend with women who bloom like flowers
They flock to me like Austin powers
So I gotta keep it G wit em, this life mine, told her its ours
Her high notes like a Sunday choir
I notice my enemies nervous every time I enter rooms,
Like they down 3 to nothing and they hoping I don't get the broom
And while I'm getting my mind right I can't choose
Between an angel or a bad girl that breaks rules
But I roll it
Every song I make from the heart, my soul in it
Make em get the chills cuz my flow, I'm cold wit it
Ima keep on goin cuz I really got no ceiling
I feel it for real
Pay attention cuz I know it's my year
The pressure on, now they wanna different career
Said they feel me but they don't really know how it feel
Say you wit me but you never been here
Think it's time that I move different
Same nigga promise that'll never change I just wanna have clear vision
And for my future man I see it correct
I'll run the game and I ain't even take the time out to stretch
Oh that's Trey
They say that my mind like a maze
I hope we on the same page, I just wanna get paid
I just wanna get paid
Alotta people gonna fail even tho they make it halfway
I just want the whole thing, man I wanna get paid
I just wanna get paid
Yeah