PAY UP (feat. PELLEE) [Explicit Version]

Yea I've been in my head way to way to long now huh I just wanna get my bread wait it's a it's a run down yea Bitch you heard what I said pay up pay up pay up now I ain't scared about death prayers prayers your up next PAY UP! I've been in my head way to, way to long now huh I just wanna get my bread wait it's a it's a run down yea Bitch you heard what I said pay up pay up pay up now I ain't scared about death prayers prayers your up next Aye my neck snapping don't size me up We face to face and I'm gone as f*ck If the mirror blinks I'll call it's bluff My hands are shaking I've lost the touch Said my happy days are just passing My state of mind can't grasp it Ain't no fonze takes of relaxin Just a nauseous take of illmatic This a dreamers haze no action Dissociate real madness I can't feel a thing what happened? Got K-dot playing still askin Who the Who the Who the Bitch that got you tripping it's just your reflection aye I double the mentions insida my head like I said I'm Finna get me played if no one else sense it Cut all my tension show how I'm gonna be ok Where my head at? forgetting my lessons Sit in a session day to day Aye take a look at where my head is Constant pressing on depression Co-dependant on aggression and I think I'm finally Fed up with the stress of my Reflection So pathetic in my effort why you watin if you want it Validation never coming bitch! I've been in my head way to way to long now huh I just wanna get my bread wait it's a it's a run down yea Bitch you heard what I said pay up, pay up, pay up now I ain't scared about death prayers prayers your up next PAY UP! I've been in my head way to, way to long now huh I just wanna get my bread wait it's a it's a run down yea Bitch you heard what I said pay up pay up pay up now I ain't scared about death prayers prayers your up next I'm sick bitch what you think this is? My reflections off f*ck appearances 4 walls yea I live in here Front to back my world of fear No left to right for my hemisphere I'm a top to bottom f*ck up yea F*ck talking therapy can't help me up yea Psycho tendencies quiet rooms Ghost and entities bad moods I think I need to start bringing out this shit inside of me I'm fighting with myself way to commonly I'm holdin' on way to tight this comedy Future is insight except I don't see the prophecy The man I'm suppose to be I don't play the role I'm stuck with it honestly I've lost touch with my inner soul All the bullshit that you don't see on T.V I won't bottle I just wanna be me speak freely but I know you won't follow If someone tried to approach me Convince me and provoke me To do something to phoney I would think your just lonely You're Craving attention so let it go There's a lot of tension you already know No point in second guessing what was said is dead and gone I've been in my head way to way to long now huh I just wanna get my bread wait its a its a run down yea Bitch you heard what I said pay up pay up pay up now I ain't scared about death prayers prayers your up next PAY UP!