Rich Fingerss - Pay Attention

(Look)
I'm from Atlanta where we keep that hammer
Street propaganda got racks like a scammer
I set the standard play cards like I'm Gambit
More flavor than Fantas I drip get your camera
Two one I'm fly like I'm Deion, peons
All in my mix I don't see em' we on
I keep it cool like some freon, teach em'
Stay out the way get some paper
I had to hustle I wasn't pullin' no capers
Right now I'm indy but no I ain't no Pacer
She act too friendly so no I ain't gone chase her
Don't get no ideas 'cause I keep that eraser
They sleepin' on me you know Im gone wake em'
They don't bring they hoe 'cause they know I'm gone take em'
I'm from the south where you better watch your mouth
From the bricks like a house make you sit like a couch
Pay attention
Im bout my bucks like I'm Winston
Whip like I work in a kitchen
I'm from the home of the brave
I get paid in so many ways
My homie he catchin' them plays
Fire on me I wont get played
285 you might catch me slidin' ridin'
I'm movin' only in silence I'm at the bottom
Vibin' feel like I'm Gliding
Be cool 'cause it can get violent
No handouts so you better pay me
And I'm right at em' like Stacy
Seen 12 they thought I was racin'
It's best if they don't even chase me
'Cause I'm not the one like McGrady
I keep on going they think I'm crazy
Stay down and run up a bag (Aye)
So solid that I can not switch (Aye)
These niggas be going out bad (Yeah)
And they going out bad bout a (Ugh)
Hold on I get my roll on no need to prolong
I let em' catch up so I can ye'll so long
I got my check up no doctor I'm solo
Live by the streets then you die by em'
I might pull up like I seen a hot sign
They say niggas is flaw, not mine
Show me true colors I'm like its bout time
I got rid of some blood and I'm not lying
I'm on go like I don't see a stop sign (Aye)
I'm from Atlanta where we keep that hammer
Street propaganda got racks like a scammer
I set the standard play cards like I'm Gambit
More flavor than Fantas I drip get your camera
Two one I'm fly like I'm Deion, peons
All in my mix I don't see em' we on
I keep it cool like some freon, teach em'
Stay out the way get some paper
I had to hustle I wasn't pullin' no capers
Right now I'm indy but no I ain't no Pacer
She act too friendly so no I ain't gone chase her
Don't get no ideas 'cause I keep that eraser
They sleepin' on me you know Im gone wake em'
They don't bring they hoe 'cause they know I'm gone take em'
I'm from the south where you better watch your mouth
From the bricks like a house make you sit like a couch
Pay attention
Pay attention
Pay attention

Written by:
Trorye Jones, Tytal Jones, Zariah King

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Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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