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7/6/2025, 5:27:54 PM
Man's on PIP, yeah, the game's changed, No more clockin' in, life rearranged. Got that paper flowin', steady and true, More time for the mandem, and the crew. Used to be skint, now the pockets are fat, Designer threads, where it's at. No need to be stressed, no need to be vexed, This PIP life's complex, but I'm blessed.
PIP, PIP, yeah, that's the ting, Livin' large, hear the cash register sing. No boss man breathin' down my neck, Just chillin' with the gyaldem, respect. Forget the work, the struggle, the strife, This PIP life is the good life.
Used to be stuck, in a dead-end job, Now I'm out here, lookin' like a mob. Cruisin' in the whip, tinted windows down, Catchin' the gyaldem all over town. They see the lifestyle, the drip, the flair, Know I ain't got a care. They're all on me, like bees to the honey, This PIP money's lookin' lovely.
PIP, PIP, yeah, that's the ting, Livin' large, hear the cash register sing. No boss man breathin' down my neck, Just chillin' with the gyaldem, respect. Forget the work, the struggle, the strife, This PIP life is the good life.
Used to be stuck, in a dead-end job, Now I'm out here, lookin' like a mob. Cruisin' in the whip, tinted windows down, Catchin' the gyaldem all over town. They see the lifestyle, the drip, the flair, Know I ain't got a care. They're all on me, like bees to the honey, This PIP money's lookin' lovely.
7/6/2025, 12:19:11 AM
Man's on PIP, yeah, the game's changed, No more clockin' in, life rearranged. Got that paper flowin', steady and true, More time for the mandem, and the crew. Used to be skint, now the pockets are fat, Designer threads, where it's at. No need to be stressed, no need to be vexed, This PIP life's complex, but I'm blessed.
(Chorus) PIP, PIP, yeah, that's the ting, Livin' large, hear the cash register sing. No boss man breathin' down my neck, Just chillin' with the gyaldem, respect. Forget the work, the struggle, the strife, This PIP life is the good life.
Used to be stuck, in a dead-end job, Now I'm out here, lookin' like a mob. Cruisin' in the whip, tinted windows down, Catchin' the gyaldem all over town. They see the lifestyle, the drip, the flair, Know I ain't got a care. They're all on me, like bees to the honey, This PIP money's lookin' lovely.
(Chorus) PIP, PIP, yeah, that's the ting, Livin' large, hear the cash register sing. No boss man breathin' down my neck, Just chillin' with the gyaldem, respect. Forget the work, the struggle, the strife, This PIP life is the good life.
Used to be stuck, in a dead-end job, Now I'm out here, lookin' like a mob. Cruisin' in the whip, tinted windows down, Catchin' the gyaldem all over town. They see the lifestyle, the drip, the flair, Know I ain't got a care. They're all on me, like bees to the honey, This PIP money's lookin' lovely.
7/3/2025, 10:19:31 PM
Man's on PIP, yeah, the game's changed, No more clockin' in, life rearranged. Got that paper flowin', steady and true, More time for the mandem, and the crew. Used to be skint, now the pockets are fat, Designer threads, where it's at. No need to be stressed, no need to be vexed, This PIP life's complex, but I'm blessed.
(Chorus) PIP, PIP, yeah, that's the ting, Livin' large, hear the cash register sing. No boss man breathin' down my neck, Just chillin' with the gyaldem, respect. Forget the work, the struggle, the strife, This PIP life is the good life.
(Verse 2) Used to be stuck, in a dead-end job, Now I'm out here, lookin' like a mob. Cruisin' in the whip, tinted windows down, Catchin' the gyaldem all over town. They see the lifestyle, the drip, the flair, Know I ain't got a care. They're all on me, like bees to the honey, This PIP money's lookin' lovely.
(Chorus) PIP, PIP, yeah, that's the ting, Livin' large, hear the cash register sing. No boss man breathin' down my neck, Just chillin' with the gyaldem, respect. Forget the work, the struggle, the strife, This PIP life is the good life.
(Verse 2) Used to be stuck, in a dead-end job, Now I'm out here, lookin' like a mob. Cruisin' in the whip, tinted windows down, Catchin' the gyaldem all over town. They see the lifestyle, the drip, the flair, Know I ain't got a care. They're all on me, like bees to the honey, This PIP money's lookin' lovely.
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