Lyrics PAID IN HALF - Aileen

Iss Wayne
No Relations

I'm makin' this money, thugin' magnificent
They murdered my boy sonny
He was innocent
All bloody and shit, they sent me his ligaments
Gon' be on some murder shit
Go get the instruments
It's gonna be an incident
Shit
I gatta get my millions

You either put in the work
Or complain about the dirt
Cause no one really cares how much you've been hurt
Welcome to earth, nigga
It's either you're a blessin' or a curse, nigga
Get a bible if you need a free verse, nigga
Look, I'm the worse nigga
The type to even snatch your fucken purse, nigga
I'm fucken livin'
Ain't no time for no rehearse, nigga
Cause any day now
They might get me a hearse, nigga

We pop that perc, nigga
Or should I say, Mister
Consider what to kill for dinner
No recognition, but they tell me that I look familiar
I beg to differ
My intuition bigger than a family picture
But it's an agony, mixed with blasphemy
Call it a tragedy
I wouldn't happily do it, but get the salary
I'll burn that shit to the ground if we talkin' calories

I'm makin' this money, thugin' magnificent
They murdered my boy sonny
He was innocent
All bloody and shit, they sent me his ligaments
Gon' be on some murder shit
Go get the instruments
It's gonna be an incident
Shit
I gatta get my millions