Actavist by MoneyatMidnight Lyrics
[Intro]
Uhh, drank, uhh, okay
Uhh, drank, uhh, get paid
Smoke..., Break..., aye..,
Get paid! Get Paid!
Every way, Every day...,
[Verse 1]
Made my first 'lil bit of money, that was at the job
But I had to set that to the side, I didn't want that, naw
I want that money that's comin' in, it's comin' into me
Signin', my "paycheck's on that name", It's coming to me
And you know I got that..., summer time sad shit
And i got the -- , like I'm fuckin' on a bad bitch
All these bitches, bad bitches I hang around
And you know I'm tryna get my words up so I don't make you frown
But I gotta turn around, gotta fuck it up on this beat
I got it fuckin' up, you don't know what the switch beat!
High on different shits, I know better
But you know I'm livin' life anyway...,
I'm so high, that I just think I might fly away!
[Break #1]
Nahh, for real though, we gone keep it 100
We gone, make a shout out to my music teacher
For giving me this bomb ass music stand
Like, you know
SUPPORT THE CHILDREN, GANG, GANG, GANG
But, I ain't tryna be on no SoundCloud rapper shit tho..,
I'm jus,t lettin' y'all know, what I got goin' on
No cap, it's all 100, we gone keep it real
Okay, aye! Aye! I gotta, I gotta go back in on this
Gotta let you know how I really feel it
And I gotta go, ooh, ooh, aye
Gotta go, I gotta go, I gotta...,
[Verse 2]
I gotta go back in for everybody else
'Cause I know I'm not always doing it for myself
I gotta be strong, gotta be puttin' on
Gotta, put on this face, cause I gotta beat the case
And you know I be fightin', with the bullshit, everyday
But I be ridin' 'round in the big body don't play
Don't play, Don't come around, I'll just swerve on ya
And I might get the fuckin' whole herd on ya!
Ooh, that sound like sauce, some cowboy shit
But I just keep swangin', I'm swangin' off the fence
Don't expect me to jump it, but the police, like fuck it
And fuck it anyway, I'm gettin' paid everyday!
[Break #2]
ACIDDIC FLOWW
Uhh, uhh, okay we rollin' back through one more time
We gotta roll back thru, we gotta save the dime
Gotta..., gotta..., gotta let 'em know what's goin' on
Soo...,
[Verse 3]
I'm just chillin', tryna get high, while I'm tryna pass the time
Gotta, get rid of the bullshit that's the mind
Want these blessings that come to me
I'm tryna be recordin' in the studio with Big Gucci
Gotta..., get a..., milli in the coochie
Or ooh I might get it out
And I might..., just smack a bitch, scream and shout
But I hope I don't do that, hope it don't have to come to that
But you know I want my money, cold hard full facts
Damn, I listen to, all the music that they talk about
I just need to get my head in a book and walk it out
Walk it out, back to "ed-ja-ma-kation", but shiiit...,
I'm 'finna be payin' for your kids babies, like okay...
Uhh, drank, uhh, okay
Uhh, drank, uhh, get paid
Smoke..., Break..., aye..,
Get paid! Get Paid!
Every way, Every day...,
[Verse 1]
Made my first 'lil bit of money, that was at the job
But I had to set that to the side, I didn't want that, naw
I want that money that's comin' in, it's comin' into me
Signin', my "paycheck's on that name", It's coming to me
And you know I got that..., summer time sad shit
And i got the -- , like I'm fuckin' on a bad bitch
All these bitches, bad bitches I hang around
And you know I'm tryna get my words up so I don't make you frown
But I gotta turn around, gotta fuck it up on this beat
I got it fuckin' up, you don't know what the switch beat!
High on different shits, I know better
But you know I'm livin' life anyway...,
I'm so high, that I just think I might fly away!
[Break #1]
Nahh, for real though, we gone keep it 100
We gone, make a shout out to my music teacher
For giving me this bomb ass music stand
Like, you know
SUPPORT THE CHILDREN, GANG, GANG, GANG
But, I ain't tryna be on no SoundCloud rapper shit tho..,
I'm jus,t lettin' y'all know, what I got goin' on
No cap, it's all 100, we gone keep it real
Okay, aye! Aye! I gotta, I gotta go back in on this
Gotta let you know how I really feel it
And I gotta go, ooh, ooh, aye
Gotta go, I gotta go, I gotta...,
[Verse 2]
I gotta go back in for everybody else
'Cause I know I'm not always doing it for myself
I gotta be strong, gotta be puttin' on
Gotta, put on this face, cause I gotta beat the case
And you know I be fightin', with the bullshit, everyday
But I be ridin' 'round in the big body don't play
Don't play, Don't come around, I'll just swerve on ya
And I might get the fuckin' whole herd on ya!
Ooh, that sound like sauce, some cowboy shit
But I just keep swangin', I'm swangin' off the fence
Don't expect me to jump it, but the police, like fuck it
And fuck it anyway, I'm gettin' paid everyday!
[Break #2]
ACIDDIC FLOWW
Uhh, uhh, okay we rollin' back through one more time
We gotta roll back thru, we gotta save the dime
Gotta..., gotta..., gotta let 'em know what's goin' on
Soo...,
[Verse 3]
I'm just chillin', tryna get high, while I'm tryna pass the time
Gotta, get rid of the bullshit that's the mind
Want these blessings that come to me
I'm tryna be recordin' in the studio with Big Gucci
Gotta..., get a..., milli in the coochie
Or ooh I might get it out
And I might..., just smack a bitch, scream and shout
But I hope I don't do that, hope it don't have to come to that
But you know I want my money, cold hard full facts
Damn, I listen to, all the music that they talk about
I just need to get my head in a book and walk it out
Walk it out, back to "ed-ja-ma-kation", but shiiit...,
I'm 'finna be payin' for your kids babies, like okay...