Gimme That - Paul Wall

I’ve been hustlin' on the grind, slow motion on the 'crete

Posted on the corner in my kicks and starch creased

Chasin' a meal ticket, so it’s shortage on the sleep

I’m addicted to fast money, so there’s be us a steep

Peep the way a hustler, move out earnin' my keep

But speak about my profit and take smoke up out the heat

You playin' hide and seek but them games need to cease

If you rather we make peace then you break me off a piece

I need every piece of my cash, put that paper in my fist

Better give me my interest or you be ceasin' to exist

I’m tired of all that runnin', time to man up and pay

I need retribution now or you’ll be in for a bad day

I’ve been on the grind, chasin' paper all over the Texas state

From Dallas to San Antonio, my resume is great

I’ve been holdin' my weight for that paper, I can’t wait

Give me every dollar you owe me partner, don’t you dare be late

And look, make no mistake, I’m so serious about my paper stackin'

So get it straight, I’m so serious about this pistol packin'

No slackin', don’t come up short on not a single penny

Yeah, I got plenty but you owe me oh so many

Gimme them Benjamins and Grants, Gimme them Jacksons and them Georges

Either you gonna bring me this bread or get lit up like torches

I need my money now partner, come up off of my cake

Betta hook me up like bait or you’ll be floatin' off in the lake

I’m on the grind increasin' the stock with 6 O’s in the stash spot

With my mind on cash hand on Glock

Gettin' money, evading cops

Milk and honey, I need that guap

All that runnin', it’s time to stop

Gimme that bread or get this lead

All that cash that big ol' knot

You owe me but you be actin' like you don’t know me

But the next time that I see you, ya have better have somethin' for me

I’m hustlin', I’m grindin' and I’m stackin' up that paper

I’m a bread breaker baby, cake chaser, money maker

My mind up on them dollas you neglectin' to pay

Any means by every way, I need my paper today

So gimme your watch, gimme your car

Even your socks or your shoes

It’s time for you to pay your dues

Or you gon' lose partner