Tryin To Get Paid

"Tryin To Get Paid"[Paul Wall]I'm on the grind, trying to make paper stack upAnd if I slip and fall, then I get back upA two piece, any hater that wanna act upAnd if boxing don't work, a glock got my back up pimpingTalking down, is a thing of the pastInstead of tripping off of me, you should be getting your cashI got a lot of paparazzi, trying to see through my glassWell peep game I'm bout to teach class, listen to meI'm a hustler, with only one thing on my mindAnd that's getting all that's mine, while I'm in my primeWhether it's legal or a crime, the police still blindCause I'm quiet and hush-hush, like a mimeI'm gon shine, but not till the appropriate timeSo I nickel and dime, every lick I findIf I fall in a bind, my inventory still fineI never let a slump, influence the way I grind baby[Hook]All day and every night, I think about one thangStacking my change, and that ain't never gon changeI got plans for running game, until the money is drainedPutting rocks in my ring, and ride a drop on swangsSteady hustling on the grind, out here doing my thangI'm just trying to maintain, how many licks I could stangBut these boys who talking loud, they ain't got nothing to sayBut I ain't worried, I'm just trying to get paid[Paul Wall]I'm on the grind, I hustle everyday all dayI'm trying to shine, with muscle and show off parqueI lost time in the struggle, so I grind alwaysCause on my mind, I'm making up for lost payI'm using my past for inspiration, when I was brokeI had dreams and aspirations, influenced by hopeI get up get out and get it, while I can cause I might get jammedLife don't always go, the way that you planInstead of ducking the undercovers, or snoring undercoversI'm climbing out the underground, increasing my numbers24&7 I grind, ain't no time for sleepCause if you snooze you lose, and if you sleep you won't eat pimpingI go and get it, being broke I ain't with itA different hustle every minute, if I said it I did itI can't let no critic, influence my mash for paperI grind major I'ma shine later, holla playa[Hook][Paul Wall]I'm on the grind, I worked for everything that I gotI go and get it while it's hot, I'm on the block nonstopCause I remember, when I didn't have didly squatAnd I'm not, trying to make a U-turn from the top pimpingIt ain't no time, for relationshipsCause 99 percent of dips, will try to take your chipsAin't no slipping in my pimping, or slacking on my mackingThese boys lazy Cadillac'ing, while I'm greenback stackingCause, while they in they bed catching they Z'sI'm in the streets, trying to catch me some G'sI gotta go and get all that I'm worth, cause being broke hurtAnd I ain't got time for shooting the breeze, check me outI hustle like a fiend, cause I'm addicted to cashI can't let my window, of oppritunity passIt really ain't no telling, how long my money gon lastSo I mash and get it fast, first class for real[Hook - 2x]