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Ray Cash mothafuckas, huh
This is payback man, from Cleveland to the public
They thought Cleveland was whack
Nah...not me
Yeah, keep it Cleveland right here man..holla at me..

[Ray Cash]
To all the killas and the hundred dollar billas
Like to welcome you to Cleveland, this the home of Ray Scrilla
Where we all blow swishers, all chase figures
With our eye on the prize, while the law chase niggaz, get high!
Comtemplate the paper chasing but them crackas giving complications
Locking niggaz up without a combiniton, prison is not in my vision
Even though it coincide with the life and the way that I'm living
My mind designed with a divine sense of division, multiplication and addition
I'm a math-a-gician, I was taught to subtract anything trying to intervene and
To distract the type of paper that I'm trying to attract
We really don't wanna have to clap, but if it has to happen
Its happened as simple as that, chip stacking rather its coming from
Jacking the packs, I hustle, but it just so happen I rap, and I'm back and this is...

(scratching) Payback, Payback
Payback, Payback
Mothafucka this is..
Payback, Payback, Payback
From Cleveland to the public this is..
Payback, Payback, Payback, Payback

[Ray Cash]
To all the killas and the hundred dollar billas
Dropping big faces, popping cham by the cases
Hustling states to states switching your location
I applaud you all, you deserve an ovation
But hit the blunt for those in isolation, got hot knocked
Inside of a box pacing, waiting, patient for they day of arraignment
Worried about they family and time they facing
Look don't worry about the streets, the streets ain't changing
Me I'm doing good dog, hope y'all maintaining
These hos ain't changed man, we still bang em
When theirs beef off in the street we still flaming
But don't worry about the drama, nigga worry about your mama
Write her letters, I'll fly you this kite, know your nights is hard
Know you hate it in the yard, rather be out here pushing raw
But when you get released, come holla at your dog
And we can give these fuckas...huh

(scratching) Payback, Payback, Yeahh...
Payback, Payback
'cause this is..
Payback, Payback, Payback
Mothafucka this is...
Payback, Payback, Payback, Payback
Heh, niggaz thought Cleveland was whack man, that's funny to me..

[Ray Cash]
Who wanna challenge,? me and my nigga battle cry was do or die
So if its you and I, uno got to go then you should know I must survive
Ain't no surprise, money values always out a niggaz' life
Before I snitch I bet I die, no witness live to testify
I let the fact remain, leave the crack or rap game
My shit the same, only face I change at a green exchange
From George, to Abe, from Abe to Andy, Jack to Grant
Ulysses and Benjis, pinkies make niggaz green with envy
My goal is not a Bently, listen my goal to have control of a digi
With 6 o's and can't nothing prevent me, simply
The nigga in me got me drinking remy, I'm greedy therefore
I'm needy and so I need more than demi, plus the flow is good and plenty
You can pick your favorite rapper..innie-minnie-miney-moe
Compared to me they tiny though, now say something
To all my niggaz with that scrilla could you stay fronting, killas spray something
Give these mothafuckas...huh

(scratching) Payback, Payback, Yeahh..I had to do it man...
Payback, Payback
Its Ray Cash man, right now you call me Ray The Jeweler...
Payback, Payback, Payback
Niggaz thought a nigga from Cleveland drop jewels like this man...
Payback, Payback
Ha, its crazy, they thought we fell off though man...
Payback, Payback
I had to give these motha..I had to give these mothafuckas...Payback
Payback, Payback, Payback, Payback
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