Algorithmic Hitz - PAYBACK Lyrics

They tried to bury me
But I grew from the concrete, luxury mode
Came from the mud, now I'm dressed in Dior
Used to starve, now my plate overflowin' with war
Enemies talk but they whisper indoors
I walk in silence, my engine gon' roar
I came from the bottom, now I'm counting the bands
Fell down a few times, but now I'm making my stand
Money on my mind, revenge in my veins
Every step I take, I'm breaking these chains
Flipping the script, I'm stacking the racks
Turned my losses to lessons, now I'm never looking back
Grew up on the streets where they taught me to fight
Now I'm out for the top, see me shine in the night
Rollin' with the crew, we're about that action
Stacking up the paper, I'm chasing that traction
They said I'd never make it, but look where I am
Got my hands on the wheel, flexin' in the Lamb
Money in the safe, power in my grip
Drippin' in the dark, got the city on my hip
Talkin' that flex? Boy, I live what I spit
Gas in the tank, now I'm slide in the whip
Chains on my neck, but I ain't no slave
Made it through hell, now I ride like a wave
Payback comin, they better behave
I don't forgive, I engrave every name
Backseat empty but the ghosts still ride
All of my scars got diamonds inside
Laughed at me once, now they beg for a line
But I ain't forget, I just waited my time
Had to run it up, I got dreams to fulfill
No time for the haters, I'm climbing that hill
Enemies talking, but I'm staying on track
I'm stacking my paper while they falling back
Money, power, respect, that's all that I need
Every move calculated, I'm planting the seed
Never had the luxury of waiting for fate
I'm grinding, I'm shining, while they sitting and hate
I keep my circle tight, trust is earned, not given
Staying on top, that's how I'm livin
From rags to riches, now they all wanna know
But they'll never see the struggle, only the glow
Money in the safe, power in my grip
Drippin' in the dark, got the city on my hip
Talkin' that flex? Boy, I live what I spit
Gas in the tank, now I'm slide in the whip
Dark nights, cold hearts
I lit flames with my broken parts
No love, just rage in the art
Now I paint with blood, call it street-smart
Money in the safe, power in my grip
Drippin' in the dark, got the city on my hip
Flex ain't a game, it's the way that I live
Gas in the tank, now I'm slide in the whip
Slide in the whip
Slide in the whip