Pay Me Know

(album: Higher Than 30,000 Feet - 2008)

Spitta season has returned, yeah

You can pay me now (FS Jets)
You can pay me now (Cut the fucking check)
You can pay me now (FS Jets)
You can pay me now (Where haven't we been yet?)
You can pay me now (You can pay me now)
You can pay me now (You can pay me now)
You can pay me now (You can pay me now)
You can pay me now (You can pay me now)
Spitta

You want to hate me, then hate me, what can I do
But keep getting money and make sure I shit on you
Come through, in the El-Ca-Mino, 502 rumbling
Nigga I've got a need for speed, away from these fleas
Bitch ass-ness is a disease and you need a vaccine
Come through the club, [?] slide through the scene
Take all the bitches, fuck up your night like a bad dream
Yeah, F.S. Jet set, fast cars, good weed, hot sex
Bad bitches stay coming through the set
Trying to get under them wings 'cause the planes got the best of everything
Bring out the buckets of champagne
The family close-knit, that's how we maintain
Keep it real with my niggas who been with me through the struggle
'Cause fucking with new niggas will fuck up your hustle

Yeah, yeah
Fuck all that talking shit
Tell them niggas

You can pay me now (FS Jets)
You can pay me now (Cut the fucking check)
You can pay me now (FS Jets)
You can pay me now (Where haven't we been yet?)
You can pay me now (You can pay me now)
You can pay me now (You can pay me now)
You can pay me now (You can pay me now)
You can pay me now (You can pay me now)

Come on, you're wasting my time now, come on

Sooner or later we'll all see who the profit is
Cut the debating, the labels know who the hottest is
That's why my phone ringing off the hook
They making offers, I got a few that could be a good look
Wriggling free from the red tape could a couple minutes
But I'm pretty sure a couple mill will help me deal with it
Throw a party in the building with chandeliers in the ceiling
Write my album at a summer home I own in Martha's Vineyard
I'm thinking on a level other niggas ain't thinking
I'm Carnival cruising homie, your battleship sinking
The lifeguard can't see if you're drowning in the deep end
Hip-Hop ain't dead, she just play sleeping
Till you pussy niggas slip and let a real nigga sneak in
Another offer coming got my telephone ringing
Another flight booked, I gotta' take another meeting
I tell them save their breath and let their money do the speaking

Yeah
And cool on all that chatting, man

You can pay me now (FS Jets)
You can pay me now (Cut the fucking check)
You can pay me now (FS Jets)
You can pay me now (Where haven't we been yet?)
You can pay me now (You can pay me now)
You can pay me now (You can pay me now)
You can pay me now (You can pay me now)
You can pay me now (You can pay me now)

Higher Than 30,000 Feet
Yeah, the ice cream man outside now, stop him
New Orleans
I hear the music
Give me a [?]
FS Jet Set, where haven't we been yet?
FS Jet Set
They ain't got that?
Give me one of them Ninja Turtles or Bugs Bunny or something or
My name is in the streets
My name is...

[Menace II Society sample:]
I told ya I pay yo monkey-ass when I feel like it! Better suck my dick!
[Tat Lawson:] Suck on this muthafucka!
[Tony:] The fuck you tripping off of?
[Tat Lawson:] Do you owe me some money, motherfucker?