Pik - Commas (feat. Young Epps)

Commas, commas, commas, commas, commas every day. Head straight to the bank and I'm gon pull your yearly Wage problem, problem, problem, problem, don't get in my face If you want some smoke, you know we'll give you Some for free
High in the clouds, I'm off of the vapour, You said you want this, I cannot change yah
Know I'm a fiend, addicted to paper, Stacking this money, I think I'm in danger
Clearing my dreams, I got the eraser, Try and go test me, then I'ma erase ya
Feel like the king, man the illustrator, Know what I mean, the illest the greatest
You don't agree man, you just a hater, Try and go test me, then I see you later
Chill with my brothers, don't hang with no traitors, When we was young, we wanna be greater
Thinkin bout' life, like when will it change up? Working all night, just straight to the A.M
Raising the price, just raising are greatness Don't understand, then boy you impatient
Ayy, yeah I got no time to wait, I gotta get straight to business,
Yeah I got no time to play, I'm on the road to riches, I'm only chasing the bag
Only care about commas and digits, Could give a fuck less bouta bae
Commas, commas, commas, commas, commas every day
Head straight to the bank and I'm gon' pull your yearly wage
Problem, problem, problem, problem, don't get in my face
If you want some smoke, you know we'll give you some for free
Yeah it's Young Epps in this bitch, huh, what, you thought I really left?
Yeah, I've been gone for a minute, but just know for certain that I'm still up in these depths
Just out here tryna make a killing, stack up with the real ones, that stick around it's fuck the rest
Yeah, I don't care about your feelings, I don't give forgiveness
I'll say the same words when I'm dead
Sleepin', no, I ain't sleepin
Money on my mind, so bitch, I need it
Every day's my time to shine, that money counts proceedin
No the bag ain't hard to find, I get to it so frequent
Yeah, I get it so frequent
It's all I'm seeing, my phone always beeping
A.M. to the P.M., from money calls receivin
Uh
It's always beeping, from money calls receivin
Commas, commas, commas, commas, commas every day
Head straight to the bank and I'm gon' pull your yearly wage
Problem, problem, problem, problem, don't get in my face
If you want some smoke, you know we'll give you some for free
Commas, commas, commas, commas, commas every day
Head straight to the bank and I'm gon' pull your yearly wage
Problem, problem, problem, problem, don't get in my face
If you want some smoke, you know we'll give you some for free
Commas, commas, commas, commas, commas every day
Head straight to the bank and I'm gon' pull your yearly wage
Problem, problem, problem, problem, don't get in my face
If you want some smoke, you know we'll give you some for free

Written by:
Dylan Howe, Nick Epple

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Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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