WoW Cjayy - Pavement Lyrics

I told her "I'll make it" ever since I did, I'm Seeing all these new faces, diamonds round
My neck, I know you see the color changing, I Ain't studying, tell them people hating
They can come and pay me, sending hits Behind these bills, I tell them, "just go put Him on the pavement."
He owed me ten and now he dead I don't play about my lil' payments, go to jail behind my brodie , I are kill, you cannot tame it

Lil boy, that's them bell sounds, same
Sound you gon' hear when I walk down, Come and knock your head round, that be Them church
Bells, same sound you gon' hear when you Become the new topic for the preacher,

Look, love me
Now and hate me later, I don't care, might Go and leave her, I'm too rich to care about A hater, I might go sip Wock out the liter, The devil horns, I'm too gone, might go step
Up on a leader, tear the city like King Kong, All by myself, I don't need a feature

I might pay the weave lady, my girl came Home lookin' pressure, twenty thousand, don't ebay me, all my pint here, stay official, Whoa, pushin' that muscle like I'm Hercules, thirty round, gon' clear the scene, they walk out like I got disease,

I'm doped up, but I'm
Paid, so you know you can't say nothin' bout Me, (I'm paid,) he broke and mad that Im rich
That boy, just talkin', (go get laid,) I got 30 Under this glock, you just talkin'
It's too late, he looked me in my face and Said he's sorry, told that boy just pray

Money, choppas, Bad bitches, Woah Woah Classy, ratchet, Boujee, all 'Em
.45 on my hip, it's just ready for the face him, Like boom, boom, bow-bow, uh-uh, yeah Yeah
Sorry I keep a stick bae, it's for them pussy Niggas talkin', I get rich bae
Tell him come around this f*ckin' block and He get blitzed back, tell lil' shorty to pull up To the back where we get risky, nigga, yeah, Yeah,

I'm full of dope and I'm clutchin
On a pole, nigga, yeah, yeah, I'm blooded Down and the whole family know it, nigga
Yeah, yeah, he talkin' hot like I won't bat him Down whenever I catch him
Today he's BD, next day GD, somebody go Correct him,

Said I'm sorry i keep a stick bae, he talk the Talk while I walk the walk, CJ, he rich bae
Ooh, Perc bottle, this a 30 pack, at QT Clutchin' on a 17 like I'm the Murder man
Nigga, yeah, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-Huh, yeah, I told her I'd make it, ever since I Did
I'm seein' all these new faces, diamonds Around my neck, I know you see the color Changin'

I ain't studdin', tell them people hating, they Can come and pay me
Sending hits behind these bills, "I tell them Just go put him on the pavement"
He owed me 10, now he dead, don't play about my lil' payments go to jail behind my Brodie,
I don't care, you cannot tame me,

I told her I'd make it, and I did that, can't F*ck With me