"Rent Due" lyrics
The Game & Chller Lyrics
Okay, Duke
I'm feelin' a way, I ain't been shy since I went in with Ye
Fuck a minimum wage, I'm rappin' to pay off my financial aid
Pardon my ways, it sound like I rap with a part on my fade
If I even engage, I'm shootin' my shot, goin' out in a blaze
Move with intention, my nigga
These niggas, they play with extensions, my niggas
Got tools, no hammers and wrenches, my nigga
Go at it like they're in your mentions, my nigga
It's somethin' like fishes, my nigga
So pick a side, don't be on fences, my nigga
We tax 'em and write off expenses, my nigga
Got bills like I'm one of the Clintons, my nigga
I'm in it, I'm winnin', a million, feelin' like Finneas the way I need a biddy like Eilish
I'm in it for all the adrenaline, know I'ma sin again, I'm runnin' through your city, I'm stylish
I see the vision when I close my eyelids, I know the assignment is down to a science
I'm fly as a pilot, if you down to ride, then stop burnin' the tires
Ask me why I gotta rap like this, it's 'cause the rent due
Stomach empty, 'bout to put some rappers on the menu
You don't know the half of the half that I been through
Nigga, I'm just tryna chase a bag 'cause my—
Nigga, I'm just tryna chase a bag 'cause my—
Realness in my DNA
Stackin' these chips like it's Frito-Lays
I need a ticket, no meter maid
Runnin' up the score, you can see the play
Time is money, I ain't free today
'Cept to ask Nas, "How is 'Ether' made?"
I'm in the light so I can see the shade
Niggas insecure like they're Issa Rae, okay
Takin' it higher than G5s
And I stay in their head like I read minds
Any card that I pull don't get declined
And they're spillin' it all like it's tea time, I'm
Really no pity and we got it litty, no really, though, should get it on video
I feel like Gillie da Philly, that Milli Vanilli, I'm sittin' pretty up with a pretty ho
I got motion, workin' with stars, starrin' in motion pictures
Only 'cause a nigga flow is vicious and my verses like holy scriptures
Twist the ignition, ain't out of gas on the road to riches
Ask me why I gotta rap like this, it's 'cause the rent due
Stomach empty, 'bout to put some rappers on the menu
You don't know the half of the half that I been through
Nigga, I'm just tryna chase a bag 'cause my—
Nigga, I'm just tryna chase a bag 'cause my—
Rent's due
Your rent's due, motherfucker
And don't be pullin' that fallin'-down-the-stairs shit on me, you hear?
Are you conscious?
I'm feelin' a way, I ain't been shy since I went in with Ye
Fuck a minimum wage, I'm rappin' to pay off my financial aid
Pardon my ways, it sound like I rap with a part on my fade
If I even engage, I'm shootin' my shot, goin' out in a blaze
Move with intention, my nigga
These niggas, they play with extensions, my niggas
Got tools, no hammers and wrenches, my nigga
Go at it like they're in your mentions, my nigga
It's somethin' like fishes, my nigga
So pick a side, don't be on fences, my nigga
We tax 'em and write off expenses, my nigga
Got bills like I'm one of the Clintons, my nigga
I'm in it, I'm winnin', a million, feelin' like Finneas the way I need a biddy like Eilish
I'm in it for all the adrenaline, know I'ma sin again, I'm runnin' through your city, I'm stylish
I see the vision when I close my eyelids, I know the assignment is down to a science
I'm fly as a pilot, if you down to ride, then stop burnin' the tires
Ask me why I gotta rap like this, it's 'cause the rent due
Stomach empty, 'bout to put some rappers on the menu
You don't know the half of the half that I been through
Nigga, I'm just tryna chase a bag 'cause my—
Nigga, I'm just tryna chase a bag 'cause my—
Realness in my DNA
Stackin' these chips like it's Frito-Lays
I need a ticket, no meter maid
Runnin' up the score, you can see the play
Time is money, I ain't free today
'Cept to ask Nas, "How is 'Ether' made?"
I'm in the light so I can see the shade
Niggas insecure like they're Issa Rae, okay
Takin' it higher than G5s
And I stay in their head like I read minds
Any card that I pull don't get declined
And they're spillin' it all like it's tea time, I'm
Really no pity and we got it litty, no really, though, should get it on video
I feel like Gillie da Philly, that Milli Vanilli, I'm sittin' pretty up with a pretty ho
I got motion, workin' with stars, starrin' in motion pictures
Only 'cause a nigga flow is vicious and my verses like holy scriptures
Twist the ignition, ain't out of gas on the road to riches
Ask me why I gotta rap like this, it's 'cause the rent due
Stomach empty, 'bout to put some rappers on the menu
You don't know the half of the half that I been through
Nigga, I'm just tryna chase a bag 'cause my—
Nigga, I'm just tryna chase a bag 'cause my—
Rent's due
Your rent's due, motherfucker
And don't be pullin' that fallin'-down-the-stairs shit on me, you hear?
Are you conscious?
