Paycheck
FIDLAR
Continues after the ad
Cold sweat, the summer’s gone,
Wake up, nobody’s home.
I got trouble my way, I guess I’m here to stay,
Somebody told me to leave ‘cause I ain’t looking so great.
Somebody’s running out, I’m shooting everything,
Until I saw on TV, why did I give it away?
Continues after the ad
Busted, now it’s all about
Making, why you’re coming around?
I got trouble my way, I guess I’m here to stay,
Somebody told me to leave ‘cause I ain’t looking so great.
Somebody’s running out, I’m shooting everything,
Until I saw on TV, why did I give it away?
Composition: Brandon Quinn Schwartzel, Elvis Grayson Kuehn, Maxwell Atom Kuehn, and Fidlar
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