Game - Bills Is Paid Lyrics
My bills are paidAnd everything's okayIt's like every day hereSummertime in L.A[Verse 1: Game]I'm from Compton, home of the fiendsHome of the monsters, home of triple beamsHome of the shattered *****ing dreamsWhere most niggas I grew up with ain't make it to see they teensAin't no Freddy, ain't no Jason, but niggas too scared to dreamAnd they ripping pages out of them books bout Dr. KingYou don't wanna know half the shit I seenWhere reading a magazine get you hit with a magazineNiggas ain't scared to murder cause the jails too packedKill a nigga, he be out before the "R.I.P." tatI seen Raider snapbacks by StarterThen I seen Dre make that Sox hat harderThen I seen Makavelli go at Shawn CarterThen I seen that block where B.I.G. got slaughteredThen I knew it was my callingG the ***** up or die ballingLace them red Chucks up, but die falling[Hook][Verse 2: Nipsey Hussle]I'm rising in this game and it feels greatStill trying to keep it real, niggas still fakeI'm so impatient, but I still waitDropped The Marathon in November, niggas still lateStill show love when I feel hateOn a scale of one to ten, need a high heel eightOr better, blowing this cheddar like I'm Bill GatesWhatever, I'm in to win til this movie endsSmoking California, eating PeruvianOut on Miami Beach, my niggas, a few of themJust like Beverly Hills, the *****es we usually wearFrom wishing on a star, nigga, took it farAnd if I lost it all to war, I wouldn't trip at allIt sound crazy when I say itBut the fear of falling off is the only thing that could take itI'm straight[Hook][Verse 3: Game]I got my hoodie on, it's a StarterI'm a rock this mother*****er for Trayvon MartinI'm a rock this mother*****er for Trayvon's daughterThat he coulda had; where's his killer at? The whole hood is madThat ain't the first time, won't be the lastSee reflections of my past while I guzzle through this glassMake me want to run up on you with the muzzle - "Where the cash? "Retaliation is none, niggas can't afford the gasGot a mansion in the Hills, Rottweilers by the gatesRed Ghost's in the driveway and ducks by the lakeSpending time with my daughter so them ducks gotta waitLet a nigga call it a duck, he gonna eat a.38I'm supposed to be this *****ing richI'm supposed to be this *****ing greatI'm a menace to society, no Larenz TateBut me and my niggas straight and[Hook]
