YB Pizzy - Dear Santa

I just wanna be paid turn a hundred to a mill
Damn came from the bottom now I'm here
Used to be a youngin with a whole lot of fears
Now I'm bossing this shit I'm the nigga of the year
2017 chopping life without a care
I was automatic like I moved without a gear
2019 did it all over again
How the money make a nigga choose his dick over his brain
Just wanna be paid fuck a nigga wanna beef
I remember times we ain't had nothing to eat
Cooking oil rice imagination was the meat
How you all up in ma face with excuses nigga please
Gotta face your fears turn em' all into your business
Seen so many niggas run away from their dreams
2021 really had me in my feelings
Put it all in my music now they all on my dick
I'm like oh Santa please
Do you hear my wish
I've been trapping since a youngin I just wanna get rich
Patek on my wrist
Bad lil shawty on my dick
If you finally get my letter give me paper like Meech
I'm like oh Santa please
Do you hear my wish
I've been trapping since a youngin I just wanna get rich
Patek on my wrist
Bad lil shawty on my dick
If you finally get my letter give me paper like Meech
I just wanna be paid
Give a damn if I fail
Everything I get is from the chances that I take
How you busy worrying about the money that I make
Bitch I come from the south where the hate originates
Real dream chaser, don't give a fuck what they say
Lovers love, haters hate, nay sayers nay
Never gon stop I'mma fight through the pain
Till I'm up in your blood till my flows full your veins
I just want be paid
Never been one for talking
Always knew I'm lit so I ain't had to show it
You can tell a bitch nigga by the way that he speaks
Money bussing out my jeans might as well go blow it
How you gon say you real you don't practice what you preach
Nigga shut the fuck up before I smack you like Will Smith
Let these niggas know I ain't trying to hear shit
We ain't running out of drinks might as well just pour it
I'm like oh Santa please
Do you hear my wish
I've been trapping since a youngin I just wanna get rich
Patek on my wrist
Bad lil shawty on my dick
If you finally get my letter, give me paper like Meech
I'm like oh Santa please
Do you hear my wish
I've been trapping since a youngin I just wanna get rich
Patek on my wrist
Bad lil shawty on my dick
If you finally get my letter, give me paper like Meech

Written by:
Peace Sanni

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