"Paycheque" lyrics

Ah, yeah, Jay Silva
Oh, oh, yeah, oh

Fuck niggas givin' me allergies
No need for negative energy
Hop out the whip, bet you can smell the weed
Pull up like Uber Eats
Out on the block, smokin' on celery
Herbs are my favorite recipe
Out on the road, juugin' with the homies
Raisin' my salary

When we flex, we go hard
When we make bread, we go halves
All these shells we let off
Couple drive-by's in go-karts
When we flex, we go hard
When we make bread, we go halves
All these shells we let off
Couple drive-by's in go-karts

All eyes on me
I'm just tryna get a paycheque, paycheque
Up in the morning
I'm just tryna get a paycheque, paycheque
Money's calling
I'm just tryna get a paycheque, paycheque
(Mm, ah, how can I go wrong?)
All eyes on me
I'm just tryna get a paycheque, paycheque
Up in the morning
I'm just tryna get a paycheque, paycheque
Money's calling
I'm just tryna get a paycheque, paycheque
(Mm, ah, how can I go wrong?)

Why's she moving so confusing
Calling me up every night like, "Nigga, what you doing?"
Don't give a fuck about no bitch, I don't need no provin'
Can't you see that I'm busy? No time to be losin'
But the co-co-cook in, I don't need no apron, yeah
I try so hard like my name is Akon
And I'm still cruisin' with the same homies
And all we do is smoke up and we smoke trees

All eyes on me
I'm just tryna get a paycheque, paycheque
Up in the morning
I'm just tryna get a paycheque, paycheque
Money's calling
I'm just tryna get a paycheque, paycheque
(Mm, ah, how can I go wrong?)
All eyes on me
I'm just tryna get a paycheque, paycheque
Up in the morning
I'm just tryna get a paycheque, paycheque
Money's calling
I'm just tryna get a paycheque, paycheque
(Mm, ah, how can I go wrong?)

(Mm, ah, oh, oh)
(Paycheque, paycheque, mm)
(Tryna get a paycheque, paycheque, mm)
(I'm just tryna get a paycheque, paycheque, mm)
(Ah, ya, ya, Jay Silva)
(Paycheque, paycheque, mm)
(Paycheque, paycheque)