Payroll Giovanni Hobby Lyrics

[Intro]
Doughboyz Cashout
For life, nigga
You heard what I said? For life
Shit ain't gon' stop
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[Verse 1]
Rap was just a hobby, then it changed my life (Yup)
I was just fine rearrangin' white (Yeah)
And spendin' drug money in exchange for nights
My heart was pumpin' 'til I saw the narcs make a right
Damn, all the pounds are short? Let me make it right
I didn't even weigh 'em, shit, they fresh off of a flight (My fault)
What I owe you? 'Bout three or four zips?
I threw an extra half in on top of that shit (Yeah)
Sorry for the inconvenience, I'm 'bout bidness (Yuh)
This nigga don't rap, so no pictures (Don't take no pictures in here)
I was only rappin' to impress my niggas
Just to hear 'em go, "Ooh," to the truth I was spittin'
Back-to-back Benz's - me, Fresh, and B. Smith (Yeah)
If you pull up on my block, you smell a strong weed scent (What's that?)
'Cause I got a hunid 4's in a foreclosed home
Can you buy 'em? Hell no, they already spoken for

[Bridge]
I got work flyin' in and out of town (In and out)
Sell 'em whole, I don't break 'em down (We don't break shit down)
I built a empire from the ground (Ground up, nigga)
Niggas ain't f*ckin' with us now (They never was) "He ain't fell off yet," they like, "How?” (How?)
Bitches stare at my neck, they like, "Wow" (God damn!)
I don't chase no dollars, I make piles (Yup)
Boy, I been around the dope game since a child (Yeah)

[Verse 2]
Giovanni, baby, rose-gold rope like the '80s (Uh)
Cocaine Mercedes, I level up daily (Daily)
You wanna get some motivation in your life? Then, play me (Yeah)
Don't wanna be a boss? I suggest you cut it off (Cut my shit off)
DBC is the clique that I claim (For life)
Niggas wanna see us lose, they bitches we gain (Come here)
I used to spend mornin's, hearin' fiends complain
Just shit I think about while first-class on the plane (Yeah)
The grower sendin' boxes, said he got a new strain
When we done, meet at Clemens, I bought everybody chains (Everybody)
Niggas I never f*ck with say a nigga changed (He changed)
How the f*ck would you know? Boy, I barely know your name (f*ck is you?)
I ain't put in all this work to stay the same (Nah)
Boy, I did all that dirt, so I could gain (Yuh)
Was 'bout to walk away from this rap shit
Then, Roc came to me in my dreams, told me, "Don't quit"