"Feindin` like a bitch, To stay in the game
Hustlin` n strain, I was up
But now I`m long came"
I was flippin`, lost my sack
Now I`m tryin` to get back
I can`t resort to the jack
Because I`m known for that
But I`m a gangsta
An ace at all tricks of the trades
Since I was young
(My occupation was `steady stayin` paid`)
So I ...(?)
And come up with a master plan
Oh yeah I know I`ll rob the house across my (?)
Hell muthafuckin` yeah, That`s a cool come up
There`s hella weed and money
Plus the people is old as fuck
I seen that old muthafucka take his ass to work about 10
That`s when my pimp ass gangsta plan
Had to kick in
So I approach with slow speed and hella keyed
(Pervin` off the dank, yeah I`m thinkin` bout some money)
Kicked in the door with no time to be wasted
The first thing I seen was the old bitch ...(?)
Put the pistol to her head and she pointed to the next room
Opened the door
I seen hella money and loot
(Where the money at bitch, don`t make me do a 2-11 and a 187 *bang*)
Shot the bitch in the face
Then I ran straight to the back
I throw in a fist with the muthafuckin` money sack
Jumped in the Lac
Put the peddle straight to the floor
Two beeps on the horn
(*beep* *beep*)
Now I`m outtie, ho Send " Steady Stayin Paid 2" Ringtone to your Cell