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Young Stoner Life, Young Thug & Gunna – Paid The Fine Lyrics (feat. Lil Baby & Ytb Trench)


[Intro: Future]
(Wheezy outta here)

[Verse 1: Lil Baby]
I used to couldn’t see this far
Damn, look how them tables turned
Think I walk on water, but I never let no bridges burn
It’s different when it’s given to you
All the money, I really earned it
And ain’t no one’s business, why the f*ck am I still they concern?
Ain’t the one for trippin’, I keep pushin’, I’m like lesson learned
I ain’t missin’ my shot in this shit, everyone don’t get a turn
I was thinkin’ street, I wanted everyone in verts and Rovers
Now I really see and I got everyone convertin’ over
Studio, I’m stayin’ at the microphone ’til the session over
Niggas know we came with a lot of strong, took our section over
(Took our section over)

[Chorus: YTB Trench]
I know it hurt, but you still told me that you lied
We made it work, but you still found the ways around it
Extended verse, somehow, we still ain’t see the high
I paid the fine, and pay that iron between that line, I smoke that fire
I know it hurt, but you still told me that you lied
We made it work, but you still found the ways around it
Extended verse, somehow, we still ain’t see the high
I paid the fine, and I’d do it again

[Verse 2: Young Thug & Gunna]
Half a million dollars on me, I feel it in my chromosomes
I don’t talk to that bitch, when we meet up, she know I’m only bone
Lifetime, send it, I made millions without a mobile phone
Two hundred thousand stacked up I could bought myself, you need a drone
Tryna put my people on, put my heart in every song
Thugger told me, “That bitch heart ain’t right, you need to leave her ‘lone”
She a dime, but she ain’t got a diamond, that don’t make no sense
I don’t care, don’t waste no time, my next one gon’ be heaven-sent
Ran me up some mils, now I’m not comin’ off the bench
I been patiently waitin’ on my turn, just tell when is it?

I can spin ’em like Big Worm or Vick, I feed ’em to the pits
Yeah, my whole life has turned, I think I’m gettin’ followed by a journalist
I think my life done finally shifted, we on a yacht, look like a ship
I prayed to God to get you hips, and then I got your titties lifted
Never like to fuss and fight, but you throw fists in like they trip
And then seduce me with your lips and I enjoy it

[Chorus: YTB Trench]
I know it hurt, but you still told me that you lied
We made it work, but you still found the ways around it
Extended verse, somehow, we still ain’t see the high
I paid the fine, and pay that iron between that line, I smoke that fire
I know it hurt, but you still told me that you lied
We made it work, but you still found the ways around it
Extended verse, somehow, we still ain’t see the high
I paid the fine, and I’d do it again

[Verse 3: YTB Trench]
You say that you need a friend
Hold up, lil’ bitch, come again
Know you may not know my name
But my net worth a f*ckin’ M
And that’s just what the people know
We move like a pick and roll
Six shots behind screen, wait ’til that three, they comin’ at your soul
That lil’ bitch a freak (Yeah)
She gon’ eat with my Pateky on
I came from the streets, she know I’m G
What she wan’ sex me for
Iced out all my P’s, down to my C’s
Put all my brothers on
I took out my piece, that bitch a freak
She say she love it on
I know she just wanna f*ck ’cause I’m rich now
I ran to the top, ain’t stunt on shit
Ain’t make no pitstops
I ran up the mon’ and make it flip
Somethin’ like TikTok
Thuggin’ in a brick house
Pookie servin’ Chris Rock

[Outro: YTB Trench]
If I knew how to spin a bend
Then I’d spin again
We hit a slide every time (Slide out)
And slide out


Chief Keef – Minute


[Hook]
I like, I like, I like, I like hunnits
On my, mother, fuckin’ mind is money (Ghost)
Riding Rolls Royce lookin’ like some money
Been riding with that uhhh, and a hundred O
Know these niggas wanna be petty
Makeup, these bitches wanna be pretty
Rider, make her put the heater in her panties
Got gas pussy, I’ll beat her in a minute

[Verse 1]
I ain’t got a minute
Baby wait a minute
Before you start, you gon’ need to finish
Every fuckin’ text, you don’t need a sentence
You a good girl, you don’t need a menace
Ridin’ in the car, lookin’ at the stars
Cause I dropped the top, this been done before
I done got the cops, focused on the car
Bitch up in the passenger, [?] sellin’ wash
Walked in double G, lookin’ for a fit
Step up on my kicks, I’ma have a fit
I’m ridin’ in a Porsche, lookin’ like a scorch
Photo shoot on the Porsche
So much designer, I’m endorsed

[Hook]
I like, I like, I like, I like hunnits
On my, mother, fuckin’ mind is money (Ghost)
Riding Rolls Royce lookin’ like some money
Been riding with that uhhh, and a hundred O
Know these niggas wanna be petty
Makeup, these bitches wanna be pretty
Rider, make her put the heater in her panties
Got gas pussy, I’ll beat her in a minute

[Verse 2]
Dolla, dolla bill y’all, we play big ball
You think it’s on a crate, how that bitch sit tall
Get the car waxed, and had the dirt ripped off
Boy, that shit ain’t real, those some Gucci rip offs
These ain’t out, these some Hermes flip flops
You thought that you saw these, you sniffin’ Chris Rock
I’m in that tic-toc, and I’m making pit stops
2 4 40’s, bitch we got big blocks
The dope, dope, dope keep me calm
This fuckin’ chinchilla keep me warm
It’s Chief So, it’s Turbo, it’s a bomb
Off this [?] loud pack, aka alarm

[Hook]
I like, I like, I like, I like hunnits
On my, mother, fuckin’ mind is money (Ghost)
Riding Rolls Royce lookin’ like some money
Been riding with that uhhh, and a hundred O
Know these niggas wanna be petty
Makeup, these bitches wanna be pretty
Rider, make her put the heater in her panties
Got gas pussy, I’ll beat her in a minute


Danny Brown – Ain’t It Funny


Verbal couture
Parkour
With the metaphors
The flow house of horror
Dead bolted with metal doors
Grinch bitch
Six sense
With a nose drip
Mind skydive
Sniffing bumps
In the cockpit
Locksmith of Hip Hop
Appraisal the wrist watch
The rocks bout the size
As the teeth in Chris Rock’s mouth
Sock out the mic
Prototype for Adderall
Your work killing fiends
Cause you cut it with Fentanyl
So much coke
Just to sniff need a ski lift
Flip your table over
If you cut it with the bullshit
Nose bleeds red carpets
But it just blend in
Snapping pictures
Feeling my chest being sunk in
Live a fast life
Seen many die slowly
Unhappy when they left
So I try to seize the moment
Funny how it happens
Who ever would imagine
That jokes on you
But Satan the one laughing
Ain’t it funny how it happens
Ain’t it
Ain’t it funny how it happens
Ain’t it
Ain’t it funny how it happens
Ain’t it
I can sell honey to a bee
In the fall time
Make trees
Take back they leaves
Octopus in a straight jacket
Savage with bad habits
Broke serving fiends
Got rich became a addict
Ain’t it funny how it happens
Who would ever would imagine
Nose running right now
Could ya pass me a napkin
Managed to somehow
To have the upper advantage
Panic when the drugs are gone
And nobody is answering
Ain’t it funny how it happens
Ain’t it
Ain’t it funny how it happens
No way to mask it
A lot became has beens
Rolling up that 100 dollar bill
Till they cash in
Thinks it gone last
Going too fast
Man it’s fucked up
Ain’t it funny how it happens
Ain’t it funny how it happens
Ain’t it
Ain’t it funny how it happens
Ain’t it
Ain’t it funny how it happens
Ain’t it
Ain’t it funny how it happen
Upcoming heavy traffic
Say ya need to slow down
Cause you feel yourself crashing
Staring in the devil face
But ya can’t stop laughing
Staring in the devil face
But ya can’t stop laughing
It’s a living nightmare
That most of us might share
Inherited in our blood
It’s why we stuck in the mud
Can’t quit the drug use
Or the alcohol abuse
Even if I wanted to
Tell you what I’m gonna do
I’ma wash away my problems
With this bottle of Henny
Anxiety got the best of me
So popping them Xannies
Might need rehab
But to me that shit pussy
Pray for me y’all
Cause I don’t know what coming to me
Bought a 8 ball of coke
And my nigga on the way
Got 3 hoes with him
And they all tryna play
Ain’t it funny how it happens
Who ever would imagine
Jokes on you
But Satan the one laughing
Ain’t it funny how it happens
Ain’t it
Ain’t it funny how it happens
Ain’t it
Ain’t it funny how it happens
Ain’t it


Danny Brown – Ain’t It Funny Lyrics

September 30, 2016

Lyrics

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[Verse 1]
Verbal couture
Parkour
With the metaphors
The flow house of horror
Dead bolted with metal doors
Grinch bitch
Six sense
With a nose drip
Mind skydive
Sniffing bumps
In the cockpit
Locksmith of Hip Hop
Appraisal the wrist watch
The rocks bout the size
As the teeth in Chris Rock’s mouth
Sock out the mic
Prototype for Adderall
Your work killing fiends
Cause you cut it with Fentanyl
So much coke
Just to sniff need a ski lift
Flip your table over
If you cut it with the bullshit
Nose bleeds red carpets
But it just blend in
Snapping pictures
Feeling my chest being sunk in
Live a fast life
Seen many die slowly
Unhappy when they left
So I try to seize the moment

[Pre-Hook]
Funny how it happens
Who ever would imagine
That jokes on you
But Satan the one laughing
[Hook]
Ain’t it funny how it happens
Ain’t it
Ain’t it funny how it happens
Ain’t it
Ain’t it funny how it happens
Ain’t it

[Verse 2]
I can sell honey to a bee
In the fall time
Make trees
Take back they leaves
Octopus in a straight jacket
Savage with bad habits
Broke serving fiends
Got rich became a addict
Ain’t it funny how it happens
Who would ever would imagine
Nose running right now
Could ya pass me a napkin
Managed to somehow
To have the upper advantage
Panic when the drugs are gone
And nobody is answering
Ain’t it funny how it happens
Ain’t it
Ain’t it funny how it happens
No way to mask it
A lot became has beens
Rolling up that 100 dollar bill
Till they cash in
Thinks it gone last
Going too fast
Man it’s fucked up
Ain’t it funny how it happens

[Hook]
Ain’t it funny how it happens
Ain’t it
Ain’t it funny how it happens
Ain’t it
Ain’t it funny how it happens
Ain’t it
Ain’t it funny how it happen

[Verse 3]
Upcoming heavy traffic
Say ya need to slow down
Cause you feel yourself crashing
Staring in the devil face
But ya can’t stop laughing
Staring in the devil face
But ya can’t stop laughing
It’s a living nightmare
That most of us might share
Inherited in our blood
It’s why we stuck in the mud
Can’t quit the drug use
Or the alcohol abuse
Even if I wanted to
Tell you what I’m gonna do
I’ma wash away my problems
With this bottle of Henny
Anxiety got the best of me
So popping them Xannies
Might need rehab
But to me that shit pussy
Pray for me y’all
Cause I don’t know what coming to me
Bought a 8 ball of coke
And my nigga on the way
Got 3 hoes with him
And they all tryna play

[Pre-Hook]
Ain’t it funny how it happens
Who ever would imagine
Jokes on you
But Satan the one laughing

[Hook]
Ain’t it funny how it happens
Ain’t it
Ain’t it funny how it happens
Ain’t it
Ain’t it funny how it happens
Ain’t it




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