Michael X - Pay Cut (feat. Dre)

Fuck friends
I duck trends
And Plug hens
In the den dividing digits with my Kin
Throwing blows with Poseidon
Touching toes with the islands
Its a gold rush behind my eye lids
They turn harlots for artist
Say what
Millionaire thoughts when I wake up
But a 9 to 5 feels like a pay cut
Poppin baddies like addies
Immune to going out badly
I live a gold hoop type of life
Assets multiply and we see life through wealthy eyes
Desires of the flesh feels like a test to my mindset
In a state of un rest
I played it close to the chest
So I put it on her chest
The queen killa
Hit your city like Godzilla
Attila for the Skrilla
Young bucks that get buck like john Dillinger
Need every integer
Down to injure yours
The rawest verse
Since Abrahams curse
Now you choosing and still loosing
Wipe off a scuffle with the muscle
What's a tussle
Millionaire thoughts when I wake up
But a 9 to 5 feels like a pay cut
Millionaire thoughts when I wake up
But a 9 to 5 feels like a pay cut
Millionaire thoughts when I wake up
But a 9 to 5 feels like a pay cut
Millionaire thoughts when I wake up
A 9 to 5 feels like a pay cut
Big Bang purple space
Blue night makes me levitate
Married to the money I think she wanna have my baby
Utopian society don't need a Uncle Sam
The mailman holding welfare checks
But they don't give a damn
Never trade a sunrise for sunset never sell my soul
Y'all be out here monetizing these bitches I just play my role
She click her heels twice make her disappear call me the wiz
We some multi dimensional beings seven deadly sins
Millionaire thoughts when I wake up
But a 9 to 5 feels like a pay cut
Millionaire thoughts when I wake up
But a 9 to 5 feels like a pay cut
Millionaire thoughts when I wake up
But a 9 to 5 feels like a pay cut
Millionaire thoughts when I wake up
But a 9 to 5 feels like a pay cut

Written by:
Michael McNair

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