Bossin Up - Payroll, Young Jeezy

From a boy to the man

To a quarter from a gram

From a dollar to a grand

Now we blow the shit on pants

I can’t stop, won’t stop, bossing up

Can’t stop, won’t stop, bossing up

Can’t stop, won’t stop, bossing up

Bossing up, bossing up

Can’t stop, won’t stop, bossing up

Can’t stop, won’t stop, bossing up

Can’t stop, won’t stop, bossing up

Bossing up, bossing up

I don’t trust no nigga, I don’t trust no bitch

All I do is get money, rock ice, and talk shit

Shoes cost 12 but I’m sitting in the 6

Can’t take no L home, I’m tryna get rich

Hit the bar for a drink but I left with a chick

Hit Cali for a trip but I left with a flip

Hit the jewelry store then I left with a kit

Then I walked in the spot looking like a whole brick

Payroll bitch, Payroll bitch

White Benz out front, that’s the mayo whip

The built up blocks and some Lego shit

She’ll get murdered now fore I say so bitch

Rich nigga, rich nigga, quick flipper, spit dealer

Iced up in the VIP nigga, big fish to you shrimp niggas

I don’t fuck with no suckers, I don’t fuck with no lames

Niggas turn state and they ain’t got no shame

Gave your man up for some short lived fame

But you’re a broke ass nigga wearing fake ass chains

Black tee nigga, wearing

New shit real, Dre and Mac turned feds

Admit it bro, just imagine what he said

Had the DEA sitting round, imagining the bread

Rolls gold nigga, not one stone

Short Glock 40 with the clip that’s long

When you talk to me nigga better watch your tone

Drunk all the PJs, bout to crack that dome

Glock 40 with drum, that’s GI Joe

Boss might pull up in that UFO

Wrist game strong, that shit

Two tone out front, that’s Snowman bitch