Gimme my money, for goods and services
This is the foundation of business
Gimme my money, in my stone cold bank account
Before you sign the check double-check the amount
I'm the master of paper stack getting
With a minor in never forgetting
Who tried to screw me out some hard earned dough
Classic vendetta I'm Vince Van Gogh
Minus the impressionism, plus some beats
Plus some paperwork and stacks of receipts
If the shoe fits, wear it on your head I need proof
I don't want a story man I want the truth
I want what I wanna get, money on my bedspread
Try to fuck me over and you'll end up… sad
This is the technique, from geek to the bottom of a creek
My payment comes now not in a week
Gimme my money
Mixing business and pleasure is a no-no
So if I know you count the bills out slow-mo
No offense, all reason and rhyme
We can be friends if you pay me on time
And that's a must, I know too many scrublords
Scrubbin around in the dirt watchin Star Wars
If you want to make it put the phone on vibration
Put your work in before you plan your vacation
I'm the bad guy because I want my check
Save the bullshit I don't want your respect
Or the admiration of my peers
I just want the motherfuckin check to clear
You think it's funny, I'm straight up mirthless
I don't work for free because I'm not worthless
I don't work for free because I like to eat steak
Pay day's my birthday because I get cake