Get Paid - Fly Union, Lolah Brown

Talk cheap, silence is golden

Million dollar questions like how I go platinum

To ghosts and a phantom, living bi-coastal

NY summers, LA winters

God, I’m an angel, I pray my pockets caked up

'Til they look like makeup, love it when they hate us

And I love my women with little to no makeup

Ass big in here, you see all the room it take up

Game stayed the same, the name’s just changed up

It’s money in the air, look like God through a changeup

And I want it all, no, I don’t know what they want

Champagne showers, parties after hours

LA putting it to the rooftop brunches out front, it’s the life that you want

We just out here balling, couldn’t sub if you want

On the come up like underclassmen, there’s no free lunch

Never go where we go, we made our own way

And I don’t know about you, but we tryna get paid

Never go where we go, we made our own way

And I don’t know about you, but we tryna to get paid

Truth is, I got it honest

I need cheerleaders with pom-poms, I’m so pompous

Your Louboutin’s versus Balenciaga’s

Man, put me on, I got a pair, now I’m hollering

At the crib ordered takeout just to dine in

Plan be lost without you, BB and CC whining

Only drinking the finest

Lord, forgive 'em, I know my parents wanna chain man

And send em radio edits like, like can I live?

All I need in this world of sin, is me and my convictions

Hold up, it’s the greater than club, what’s up?

We score then we hustle right back, Mitchell and Ness with the python strap

If I came with this, I leave with this and that

And there’s not a damn thang you can do about that

Diamond money clip, that’s just icing on the cake

Any given time bling bling in ya face

And we ain’t on the same track, we ain’t in the same race

Man, hot damn, I run this shit

I never made it to the restroom, I’m on my own shit

Everything that glitter ain’t rose gold but this is

You talk shit, I get defensive like pick six

It’s the greater than club and the life that we live

Amen!