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SOUNDS LIKE - Se7en Tha Poet, Cee Jay, electric guitar, 808, synths

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Lyrics

BILL 4 DA RIGHTS


HOOK:
Somebody paid ya way, paid my dues
Bill for da rights and it aint past due
Blood sweat and tears is the price of these shoes
Now all I do is win, I can never ever lose.
(Repeat)

VERSE 1:

I got a passion for success keep it fresh,
a fetish for the bigger score a hustlers best.

What stress? I see them haters brush em off my shoulders.
They on they job full time meeting they quotas

So I bust in one name, I’m unashamed.
Cause it’s my callin mane and it aint about the fame.

I’m spinnin in this game, my wheel is worth a fortune,
Say Jack Im a Pat I aint never foldin.

I”m steady holdin the old dream of one king,
That’s harmony between colors and all creeds.

Real talk that’s Kingdom Business at it’s best.
A foundation’s laid I will build the rest.

I got nothin to lose and everything to gain,
So when I walk on water, by faith I grace life’s stage.

Good life, purchased on calvary
That’s lifetime warranty, satisfaction guaranteed.
I’m paid baby!

HOOK:
Somebody paid ya way, paid my dues
Bill for da rights and it aint past due
Blood sweat and tears is the price of these shoes
Now all I do is win, I can never ever lose.
(Repeat)

VERSE 2:

Why come you only see me in the street, Riding wit coupla freaks Js on my feet.
Gotta be the way I walk

That’s your gril all in my video I didn’t know she was yours.
Gotta be the way I talk

See me in the club wit my thugs all the groupies showin luv.
Gotta be the bottles I pop.

See the Andi coupe black, pockets on stack
Gotta be the way I spark

Now I don’t mind hate because it don’t stop me from shining.
I don’t make excuses and I don’t do no whining.

I aint bout that shuffle dance, no shucking and jiving
Plus I don’waste no time because I got perfect timing.

Legal business is what got this German whip I’d driving,
And it won’t stop unit I buy my own private island.

Movie theatre-drive in, shopping plaza high end,
Just cause that’s how you got yours don’t mean I got my with crime man.

I know to you I’m lying, go your way and I’ll go mine man.
Don’t start none won’t be none of me on your head gone upside man.

Obamacare is riding, Hey GOP try again.
My President is black holla back Romney/Ryan .

HOOK:
Somebody paid ya way, paid my dues
Bill for da rights and it aint past due
Blood sweat and tears is the price of these shoes
Now all I do is win, I can never ever lose.
(Repeat)

VERS3:

When one door closes, another one opens.
I’m just hoping you get the message loud and clear how did you get here.

Could it be the drive to push on and press
When you know that you deserve more, but they keep giving you less

Or maybe it’s just the relentless grind, a talented mind, God’s design
Some people will never get to the top because they challenged by the climb

But say hardships is nessacary, success only comes before work in the dictionary
And haters and naysayer come a dime a dozen, but I aint quitting on my dream for nothing.

Mama, daddy, cousing, auntie, uncle , spouse, or child,
I’m down with em till the end no denial.

But if they telling me what I can’t do and where I can’t go
They got me wrong, I’m coming for mine django.

Cause If I don’t do what I need, to be what I need to be
The only person I blame is me. Chuuch!

HOOK:
Somebody paid ya way, paid my dues
Bill for da rights and it aint past due
Blood sweat and tears is the price of these shoes
Now all I do is win, I can never ever lose.
(Repeat)