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Listen to Payroll (From "Empire") [feat. Yazz, Chet Hanks & Xzibit] - Single by Empire Cast
ALBUMPayroll (From "Empire") [feat. Yazz, Chet Hanks & Xzibit] - SingleEmpire Cast

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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Empire Cast
Empire Cast
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Andrew Fridge
Andrew Fridge
Composer
Kelsie Johnson
Kelsie Johnson
Composer
Alvin Joiner
Alvin Joiner
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Andrew Fridge
Andrew Fridge
Producer
Kelsie Johnson
Kelsie Johnson
Producer

Lyrics

Empire!
Ladies and gentlemen, I'm here to set it straight
I make this paper, yeah, come to me, I never chase
Hakeem the one to beat, get at my rank
I'm laughing at all the jokers, all the way to the bank
'Cause I got money to blow, the closest you got is a candle
Make a wish on the low, so you can be half as dope
As a snatch on flow, it's in my blood
Cracking these styles is in my sleep, yeah you know
(Run it to the bank right)
(Uh)
Ain't got no worries
I get this money (I got it)
Pockets heavy and I'm going, crazy
Yeah, get with these honies
Get more than Brody (I got 'em)
Drop 'em quick, yeah I'm running
Run it, run it
Run it, run it
Run it, run it
Run it to the bank 'cause I'm
Stuntin', stuntin'
Stuntin', stuntin'
Stuntin', stuntin'
Got to get my ice tight
You can't touch me, or you gon' get burned (Blah!)
I'm too hot, make a fire look like an intern (Ya)
Ain't a liar, it's best you make a U-turn (Turn around)
'Cause our flame getting in their feelings like heartburn (Ya)
Stuck out like a sore thumb (Uh)
Been in these streets, thugging out for my income
(They didn't believe me)
Ain't no daddy to hold me down, what the kid done
Mama told me to pray, get all your dreams done, yeah
Cocky, they call me Rocky, champion yeah
I'm too high, just too fly, got me light in the air (Uh)
Never hear my moves, I feel silent and scarce
When I'm silent with my feet, trying to point to the jet
Faithfully get this money, my hood never leave me lonely
Tattooed on my back, yeah, I take 'em to where I'm going
The top is the only place that I'm living at
I go hard for my city forever
Running to the bank like (Like)
Ain't got no worries
I get this money
Pockets heavy and I'm going, crazy
Yeah, get with these honies
Get more than Brody
Drop 'em quick, yeah I'm running
Run it, run it
Run it, run it
Run it, run it
Run it to the bank 'cause I'm
Stuntin', stuntin'
Stuntin', stuntin'
Stuntin', stuntin'
Got to get my ice tight
I step over the threat
Papa New Guinea, head hunter, Russian roulette
I'm Phillip Morris and Chuck Norris, and King Tut
You rolling with, kids with the keys to the kingdom
Freedom
We do whatever we want, we got it
While you sitting in silence like Twenty-One Pilots
I'm addicted to violence
We should form an alliance
And call it serial killer
Cartel capitalism
Send Shine to get 'em, commit 'em to the psych ward
They crazy, acting like they want war
The 80's is back when it come to that, broad daylight
This ain't no Call of Duty, no regenerated life
Incinerate a body, then I hide it in plain sight
I make the city ride, I can give it the green light
'Cause I'm just getting started
'Cause everything starts in the heart of the artist
For my dearly departed
Written by: Alvin Joiner, Andrew Fridge, Kelsie Johnson

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