Paypa in my handz- Medicate

I just might

I just might get paypa to ya

ugh huh

I may get that paypa to ya

or I could go spend it on a crew cut or even a ruga but Bitch please I ball so hard

I come to cribs in foreign cars

I ain't alone

always got the hoes

cause ima day one you already know

cars weed and cash

that's the life I'm looking to be at

right now I struggle though I'm in the rough of it all and I ain't got a place to call my own

but I see where in the future some time I see me spitting lines

like a batter getting ready for the pitcher ima home run hitta as far as I'm concerned

but listen it ain't like I emerged at birth with these rhymes trust me I rose them from.my time and dirt of the earth where's the center the heart of the hurt distort it all and know I'm reborn