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reason - underpaid lyrics

[verse]
wooh, i’m so underpaid (underpaid, underpaid), but f-ck it, these the under days
got to put in work like a hundred slaves, swear that i’m so underpaid
i be gettin’ straight to the money, no stops (no stops, not stops)
no fear, n-gga, unafraid, it’s win or die, like the hunger games
wooh, i swear that i’m so underpaid
i swear that i be gettin’ straight to the money
no time for the sleep, gotta handle my business
young n-ggas gettin’ k!lled, it’s the cycle of life, i’m tryna break it like dishes
young n-gga grindin’ hard, puttin’ in that overtime (what?)
do it all for the riches (for the riches)
no time for a hater, no thoughts for a thot (for a thot)
middle finger to the b-tches, ugh
focused on my drive and these lines is what separates us
i’m tryna make a lane for a n-gga
all these dimes hangin’ ’round and they fightin’ over pennies (over pennies)
well, i’m glad you see a change in the n-gga, ugh
look, goin’ drizzy drake on a n-gga, blowin’ up
and nothing was the same for a n-gga
breakin’ up a box, david blaine on a n-gga
flow crack, and i whip it up a range for a n-gga
they ain’t workin’, they be fakin’ with the hustlers
who you think you’re foolin’ n-gga?
black mamba work ethic, kobe bryant with the shot (with the shot)
if i don’t make it, i keep shootin’ n-gga
wooh, kobe face, kobe face, kobe face (what)
from a place, we don’t ever know we safe (naw)
every day, n-ggas shootin’ like it’s golden state (bop)
and tuck the burner in the bushes, that’s a throwaway, ugh
diamonds blue and yellow like it’s ikea (ikea, ikea)
and it’s brighter than my ideas and r.i.p. to aaliyah
but i’m one in a million, i can’t stomach the feelin’
of being broke till i’m dead, that’s just so unappealin’
i murder beats, you could say i’m makin’ a k!llin’
i’m from the streets, cookin’ up to feed me a village
we gotta eat, every day i’m faced with decisions
like do i grind and go get stacks, buy dimes and flip all that
weight, sh-t ’cause i need a break boy, no kit-kat
street n-gga, gotta stay on my toes, boy no tic-tac
n-gga ridin’ around with a heavy pimp and a number 1, that’s big mac
keep it one hundred like i’m summer days (waht)
street smarts, reminiscent to my dumber days
now, i’m gettin’ s-x money, boy, i’m f-ckin’ paid
but still feelin’ like i’m underpaid
wait, battle like d
[?]
with the flow mastered and conquer the beats
the coldest flow holdin’ the potus hostage
and watchin’ the worlds monsters be monsters
frankenstein be the congress, ben franklin the gospel
[?] bringin’ poilice k!llings to light but f-ck it justice if is nothin’
brothers still brothers and sisters still sisters, my brother even with chains on
in a way we becomin’ slaves, still feelin’ like we underpaid

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