Having Thangs

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Payroll Giovanni & Babyface Ray & Smitty Soul - Rap, Hip-Hop

Having Thangs

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[Intro: Payroll Giovanni] Yeah [Verse 1: Payroll Giovanni] Living the same exact life I used to dream about Visioned all this shit when I was broke at my people' house I remember middle maning crumbs to make it through the night Feeling confused, tryna figure out what to do with life (Four-One) Fast forward, I'm in the fast foreign Champagne glass pouring, circle smaller but cash growing Rocking designer, bitches throwing vagina Cribs with marble floors and fish tanks with piranhas Focused on getting dollars, transactions at Benihanas Shooters with pretty Llamas just in case it's any problems Taking shots with parters, toastin' up to success Whole crew do the Rollies, Audemars and Pateks Ice links on necks, Escalades, foreigns, 'Vettes True to his city, run it up, then we to the next Yeah, I live a legendary life Plug on the West give me a legendary price Hop in some fast shit as soon as I hop off a flight On my way to a gated crib In swimming pools doing laps with my kids Remember nights I used to pay for Bigs Ain't gotta talk, you could see the wins Nigga I'm— [Chorus: Smitty Soul] Having things Pushing new foreigns in the fastest lane Sippin' champagne, rocking diamond chains Laying up lounging in the mansion, made I'm having things Having things Pushing new foreigns in the fastest lane Sippin' champagne, rocking diamond chains Laying up lounging in the mansion, made I'm having things [Verse 2: Babyface Ray] We the topic of discussion Having money and crunching Me and G kicked it back to back, boy, dumb and dumber You don't need the numbers, you ain't coppin', you ain't really shoppin' Come from nothin', now we up and runnin', made it back plottin' They just stop it, I'll give that to my nephew Fuck that ho and leave her, let you niggas come and rescue Clear poured so much now a nigga smell like jet fuel So many horses moving all through traffic like a chess move (Yeah) No, I don't dance but my neck do They say I'm at the top but I'm really in my prime Gotta watch your friends, they be haters in disguise (Gotta watch your friends) Twenty, we gon' fade like we Mary J. Blige, keep playin' nigga Why you talkin' down like it's smoke when you a fan nigga? Amiri pockets stuffed full of guap, can't put my hand in it Too much money in here, got me 'nointed, I be laying with it You the type to get it ran with it, I expand with it [Chorus: Smitty Soul & Babyface Ray] Having things (Yeah) Pushing new foreigns in the fastest lane Sippin' champagne, rocking diamond chains Laying up lounging in the mansion, made I'm having things Having things (Yeah) Pushing new foreigns in the fastest lane Sippin' champagne, rocking diamond chains Laying up lounging in the mansion, made I'm having things [Outro: Smitty Soul] Having things Pushing new foreigns in the fastest lane Sippin' champagne, rocking diamond chains Laying up lounging in the mansion, made I'm having things Having things Fastest lane Diamond chains Mansion, made I'm having things

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Credits

Writers
  • Payroll Giovanni
  • Smitty Soul
  • Babyface Ray