Hustlas and Bosses Payroll Giovanni

[Verse 1: Payroll]
4-1
Top down, windows up, flyin’ through the ghetto
Right hand on the wheel, the other on the metal
I run a tight ship, so I got a tight schedule
You know it’s ‘bout money every time I say, “Hello”
I grew up in the era watchin’ OG’s, that’s heavy
When niggas sold bird, rock bird under pellies
Started off with ..., graduated to coke
‘cause in my city, if you broke, you a practical joke
And ain’t shit funny
So, I wake up
Weigh up and get money
Truly, runnin’ off with a cutie will make you get ugly
When niggas ate, they used to leave me with the leftovers
Now, I’m tellin’ waiters, “Only bring the best over”
You in that throwback Range, we in the next Rover
Lookin’ like a million bucks, tryna stack some millions up
When I was down, it took some Band-Aid to do some healin’ up
Now, every time I see a shoebox, I wanna fill it up

[Chorus: Doughboy Clay]
Hustlas, stay on your grind
Bosses, let your Rolex shine
Keep money on your mind
And in these streets, you better keep your .9
Hustlas, stay on your grind
Bosses, let your Rolex shine
Keep money on your mind
And in these streets, you better keep your .9