Tae Retro - On My Way / It Pays Off lyrics
[Tae Retro - On My Way / It Pays Off lyrics]
How you hating, nigga? Don't even know me
Got a bag, I ain't copping no Rollie
Said you balling, nigga? Pull up and show me
Number eight when I'm dunking like Kobe
I snap on the melody, nigga, get with it
You feeling froggy? Then
hop like you ribbit
Used to be broke and I swear I don't miss it
I'm balling so hard
They might give me a ticket
Niggas be hating, I don't even worry
Dirt on my name, but it don't even hurt me
Hit her DM even though she might curve me
I'm tired of hearing you balling like Curry
I noticed, these niggas
Y'all really my clones
Nine to five working
Don't trap off the phone
Run and hit first while
You sitting there prone
I'm really your dad
So you best check your tone
I earned everything that I got
You sitting there, watching you plot
Ain't rather broke, nigga, don't cop
They wondering when I'm gon' drop
Never was locked, but I've been in that jam
Feeling my struggle, don't care if you can
Living with others, couldn't think of a plan
You never been broke
So you don't understand
The same niggas joke and now
They want a feature
All of y'all fake, so I don't wanna meet ya
Niggas was hating, now they some believers
I'm snapping so hard that you
Might get a seizure
Keep your head up and just get on your grind
If it ain't for the better
It's wasting your time
Joke on you now, but one day, you gon' shine
They don't see the vision, I swear
They so blind
You don't like my music? Then nigga
Don't listen numbers look good
So I really ain't tripping
Yeah, you alive, but you really ain't living
These rappers my sons
But I'm not babysitting
Don't dent in me saying you love me
Like, "Tae Retro, can you come cuff me?"
In school, you was saying I'm ugly
All that love that you showing is puppy
I know that one day I'm gon' blow
But, until then, you already know
That I'ma keep snapping and
I'ma keep rapping and
All this hard work is gon' show
Got a bag, I ain't copping no Rollie
Said you balling, nigga? Pull up and show me
Number eight when I'm dunking like Kobe
I snap on the melody, nigga, get with it
You feeling froggy? Then
hop like you ribbit
Used to be broke and I swear I don't miss it
I'm balling so hard
They might give me a ticket
Niggas be hating, I don't even worry
Dirt on my name, but it don't even hurt me
Hit her DM even though she might curve me
I'm tired of hearing you balling like Curry
I noticed, these niggas
Y'all really my clones
Nine to five working
Don't trap off the phone
Run and hit first while
You sitting there prone
I'm really your dad
So you best check your tone
I earned everything that I got
You sitting there, watching you plot
Ain't rather broke, nigga, don't cop
They wondering when I'm gon' drop
Never was locked, but I've been in that jam
Feeling my struggle, don't care if you can
Living with others, couldn't think of a plan
You never been broke
So you don't understand
The same niggas joke and now
They want a feature
All of y'all fake, so I don't wanna meet ya
Niggas was hating, now they some believers
I'm snapping so hard that you
Might get a seizure
Keep your head up and just get on your grind
If it ain't for the better
It's wasting your time
Joke on you now, but one day, you gon' shine
They don't see the vision, I swear
They so blind
You don't like my music? Then nigga
Don't listen numbers look good
So I really ain't tripping
Yeah, you alive, but you really ain't living
These rappers my sons
But I'm not babysitting
Don't dent in me saying you love me
Like, "Tae Retro, can you come cuff me?"
In school, you was saying I'm ugly
All that love that you showing is puppy
I know that one day I'm gon' blow
But, until then, you already know
That I'ma keep snapping and
I'ma keep rapping and
All this hard work is gon' show