paroles de chanson Victim - Pay Day

It′s Pay Day
And I never fell victim to the streets (To the streets)
And just for that my loved ones should be hella' proud of me (Uh huh, uh huh)
If I′m broke I can't sleep peacefully that shit gone' bother me
Cause we ain′t letting nothing stopping us not even poverty (Nah)
And I never fell victim to the streets (To the streets)
And just for that my loved ones should be hella′ proud of me (Uh huh, uh huh)
If I'm broke I can′t sleep peacefully that shit gone' bother me
Cause we ain′t letting nothing stopping us not even poverty (Nah)

If no money in my pocket nah I can't sleep with peace (Sleep with peace)
I made it out the hood I feel I finessed the streets (Finessed the streets)
And this rap shit ′Call of Duty' by the way I kill these beats
I run up twenties, fifties, hundreds wait somebody get my cleats (Get my cleats)
I'm too blessed and I ain′t have to double sneeze (Uh uh)
Come from a place where they don′t make it out with ease
I ain't complaining I′m maintaining, life ain't never been a breeze
But I ain′t finna' do no shit for you
You wouldn′t even do for me (Wouldn't do for me)
Don't be facetious, take my kindness for a weakness (For a weakness)
If we fallout hope you don′t ever tell my secrets
Chase a bag, get a bag
Then repeat it that′s the sequence
Let some paper come between us fuck it you can gone' and keep it
Ohhh, life ain′t fair
And real is rare
Got a four floor crib if you wanna' take it there
Got off my ass, got to the cash I gotta get what′s meant for me
I used my head to get ahead and kept my heart up out the streets
So I never fell victim to the streets (To the streets)
And just for that my loved ones should be hella' proud of me (Uh huh, uh huh)
If I′m broke I can't sleep peacefully that shit gone' bother me
Cause we ain′t letting nothing stopping us not even poverty (Nah)
And I never fell victim to the streets (To the streets)
And just for that my loved ones should be hella′ proud of me (Uh huh, uh huh)
If I'm broke I can′t sleep peacefully that shit gone' bother me
Cause we ain′t letting nothing stopping us not even poverty (Nah)

I wasn't born rich that ain′t my fault (That's by default)
But if I die a broke man then I fucking lost (I fucking lost)
I never been the type to call a nigga boss (A nigga boss)
Trynna' Muhammad Ali pose in front of vaults (In front of vaults)
We grew up on that "EBT" ain′t let surroundings get to me (Uh uh)
It′s so many things in life I never thought I'd get to see
And a young nigga cold cause at times ain′t have no heat
I came from wearing the same clothes could only wash them once a week
Fast money in the streets was always a temptation
But I had to stay resilient knew my brain would take me places
And I been through a lot, aggression and aggravation
Ever since they killed my homies dreamed of better situations
Ohhh, life ain't fair
But I never played victim
Never wanna′ be another number lost up in the system
Seen my whole life staring down the barrel of that pistol
Appear okay and that's okay scars on my heart and on my mental

But I never fell victim to the streets (To the streets)
And just for that my loved ones should be hella′ proud of me (Uh huh, uh huh)
If I'm broke I can't sleep peacefully that shit gone′ bother me
Cause we ain′t letting nothing stopping us not even poverty (Nah)