The Game — Bills Is Paid lyrics

My bills are paid
And everything's okay
It's like every day here
Summertime in L. A

[Verse 1: Game]
I'm from Compton, home of the fiends
Home of the monsters, home of triple beams
Home of the shattered f*****g dreams
Where most n****s I grew up with ain't make it to see they teens
Ain't no Freddy, ain't no Jason, but n****s too scared to dream
And they ripping pages out of them books bout Dr. King
You don't wanna know half the s**t I seen
Where reading a magazine get you hit with a magazine
N****s ain't scared to murder cause the jails too packed
Kill a n***a, he be out before the "R.I.P." tat
I seen Raider snapbacks by Starter
Then I seen Dre make that Sox hat harder
Then I seen Makavelli go at Shawn Carter
Then I seen that block where B. I. G. Got slaughtered
Then I knew it was my calling
G the f**k up or die balling
Lace them red Chucks up, but die falling


[Verse 2: Nipsey Hussle]
I'm rising in this game and it feels great
Still trying to keep it real, n****s still fake
I'm so impatient, but I still wait
Dropped The Marathon in November, n****s still late
Still show love when I feel hate
On a scale of one to ten, need a high heel eight
Or better, blowing this cheddar like I'm Bill Gates
Whatever, I'm in to win til this movie ends
Smoking California, eating Peruvian
Out on Miami Beach, my n****s, a few of them
Just like Beverly Hills, the b*****s we usually wear
From wishing on a star, n***a, took it far
And if I lost it all to war, I wouldn't trip at all
It sound crazy when I say it
But the fear of falling off is the only thing that could take it
I'm straight


[Verse 3: Game]
I got my hoodie on, it's a Starter
I'm a rock this m**********are for Trayvon Martin
I'm a rock this m**********are for Trayvon's daughter
That he coulda had; where's his killer at? The whole hood is mad
That ain't the first time, won't be the last
See reflections of my past while I guzzle through this glass
Make me want to run up on you with the muzzle - "Where the cash? "
Retaliation is none, n****s can't afford the gas
Got a mansion in the Hills, Rottweilers by the gates
Red Ghost's in the driveway and ducks by the lake
Spending time with my daughter so them ducks gotta wait
Let a n***a call it a duck, he gonna eat A. 38
I'm supposed to be this f*****g rich
I'm supposed to be this f*****g great
I'm a menace to society, no Larenz Tate
But me and my n****s straight and

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