作词 : Caleb Parker/Malik Keith/Mir Fontane
 作曲 : Caleb Parker/Malik Keith/Mir Fontane
Yeah
Never, never sleep, always on my feet
Like a lightpost, ***** always in the street
I was made to win like a slot machine
You *****s is three and one, you ready for defeat, woah
I don't want any bull****
I don't tell no lies, testifyin' in my pulpit
Jumpin' off of that road bike 'cause shawty say she need me
Police say they gon' find me exactly where they leave me, uh
I make it look easy
Not always on time, but pull up when you need me
Girls wanna fight me and *****s wanna be me
So I stay close to the J like Stevie, uh
***** *****, run up
Wanna bust shots, but you won't put your gun up
This that Cash Money Caleb, number one stunna
Quick to tell a woman I got everything for her, ayy
This feel like a heat stroke
Daddy used to say if you got problems, you could keep those
Riding down the block lookin' mean like Deebo
And I don't celebrate wins, I repeat, ho
So tell 'em, oh, ayy, get back slow
You gon' have to step the **** away from me
Keep your fake ass and your fake friends out my face
And if you need me, you gotta pay for me
I tell 'em, oh, ayy, get back slow
You gon' have to step the **** away from me
Keep your fake ass and your fake friends out my face
And if you need me, you gotta pay for me
You gotta pay for me
You need me, you gotta pay for me, yeah
Yeah, you gotta pay for me, yeah
If you need me, you gotta pay for me
Get up, get up, it's a stick-up, stick-up
Now play my new ******* single in your pickup, pickup
How y'all wanna preach about seeing the bigger picture?
When I walk in the gas station, they say, "*****, *****"
All my life I feel like nobody was beat for me
My daddy left me just to move across the street from me
Back then I know he wish he had receipts for me
First thing he said when we met is he got some beats for me
Saying, "Oh, hey, I see you got a show
Can you keep some tickets ******d away for me?
It's just me and some *****s that I know from 'round the way"
No, sorry, pops, you gon' have to pay for me
No, ayy, get back slow
You gon' have to step the **** away from me
Keep your fake ass and your fake friends out my face
And if you need me, you gotta pay for me
I said, oh, hey, get back slow
You gon' have to step the **** away from me
Keep your fake ass and your fake friends out my face
And if you need me, you gotta pay for me
Every day you on your feet hatin' on me
Can't get my time if you ain't got no paper for me
Look at my grind, this is not just to save my homies
For real, I mean, I had to prove my peers wrong
I left the house at 17, had to fight for myself
When the money got low, I had to tighten my belt
Fake friends come around when you doing your best
When you down, they be down to put two in your chest
But I'm blessed, so blessed, look at me, goddamnit
Broke never looked this clean, goddamnit
Type of **** that make your girl clean, goddamnit
I pray for her while she bless me, goddamnit
Singing oh, hey, get back slow
You gon' have to step the **** away from me
Keep your fake ass and your fake friends out my face
And if you need me, you gotta pay for me
I tell 'em oh, ayy, get back slow
You gon' have to step the **** away from me
Keep your fake ass and your fake friends out my face
And if you need me, you gotta pay for me (Yeah)