Choice Music Group & SG4L Music - Dividends (feat. GL Smoov & Crae)

I paid all my dividends
Check running up
But that shit didn't come to me free
I feel like I'm him again
Walk in I'm fresher than death
I feel like I'm febreeze
Stay on her knees
Praying for love make her pray to this dick
And she better say please
Planted a seed rose from the bottom
And now I be smoking the finest of green
Niggas be cap
I see who they wanna be, deep down I really be knowing it's me
Cementing my future by laying foundations thats gonna be home to my family tree
I been counting up cheese, it melt in my jeans
And now I'm dripping to the scene
I hit lil shawty so hard from the back made it clap
Did her foul just like a referee but girl it ain't me
No Billie Jean but still I'm gone beat it & beat it & beat it
I feel like I'm Tyson up inside the ring
Ain't even lying I feel like the king
Ain't even trying I do it with ease
Pass me the beat and I turn to a beast
Pass me a rapper it turn to a feast
Really it aint no one fuckin with me
I paid all my dividends
Check running up
But that shit didn't come to me free
I feel like I'm him again
Walk in I'm fresher than death
I feel like I'm febreeze
Stay on her knees
Praying for love make her pray to this dick
And she better say please
Planted a seed rose from the bottom
And now I be smoking the finest of green
Been the man
Been the man
Been the man
Spitta man
Spin like a Michelin
They gone think Crae done got sick again
Ice packs all on my chest and my wrist and my dental plan
Give a damn
Niggas tryn' run up a million, easy
Momma sicilian, told me she need me
No I cant keep her cause shawty be sleezy
Sippin' on something named tipsy, I'm teezy
Uh Yeah
You stripping to slow tryn' tease me
Take off your clothes your kitty tryn' see me
After that I go Cena can see me
Told her I would and she didn't believe me
Say she don't believe in ghosts
Once I pass in that ghost she gone swear that she seen it
Found serenity on Venus
Love for my money you can't get between us
I paid all my dividends
Check running up
But that shit didn't come to me free
I feel like I'm him again
Walk in I'm fresher than death
I feel like I'm febreeze
Stay on her knees
Praying for love make her pray to this dick
And she better say please
Planted a seed rose from the bottom
And now I be smoking the finest of green

Written by:
Charles-Brenden McCrae, Gregory Leonard II

Publisher:
Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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