Pink Receipt

[Intro]
Count it twice
Then I count again (yeah)
Same grind
New skin
[Chorus]
Got the whole month rent on my pink receipt
Every little loss flipped back, repeat
Turn a late bill note to a remix beat
Put the pressure on me, I make pressure look sweet (uh)
I don’t brag, I just bring receipts
Every bar sound like back-end sheets
Told ’em “talk is cheap,” I raised the fee
I’m the hustle in the veins of the city, that’s me (that’s me)
[Verse 1]
I’m the type turn a weekend to a fiscal year
Turn doubts into data, now the vision clear
They was throwing little shade, now they disappear
Like coupons past date, can’t use ’em here
Made a plan outta pain, now it pay on time
Every tear that I spent, that’s a bottom line
Turn a side job hustle to a headline
I don’t chase, I attract, that’s a credit line
I was eating late plates, now it’s booked-out nights
Used to budget every crumb, now it’s plus on sites
They was talking ’bout a seat, I just built my own
Got a desk, got a name, got a corner throne
[Chorus]
Got the whole month rent on my pink receipt
Every little loss flipped back, repeat
Turn a late bill note to a remix beat
Put the pressure on me, I make pressure look sweet (so sweet)
I don’t brag, I just bring receipts
Every bar sound like back-end sheets
Told ’em “talk is cheap,” I raised the fee
I’m the hustle in the veins of the city, that’s me
[Verse 2]
I don’t pray for a break, I break patterns
Turn silence into numbers, that’s my anthem
They was counting me out, doing bad math
Now they checking my route like a flight path
Turn a “nah, not you” to a “how’d she do?”
Every door that closed, that was drive-thru fuel
I was swiping decline, now it’s tap approved
Same girl, same grind, just a different view
I don’t flex on the broke, I flex on the doubts
I invest in the lows, get paid in the bounce
I’m the clause in the fine print they never read
Put respect on my name like a late fee spread (uh)
[Chorus]
Got the whole month rent on my pink receipt
Every little loss flipped back, repeat
Turn a late bill note to a remix beat
Put the pressure on me, I make pressure look sweet (yeah)
I don’t brag, I just bring receipts
Every bar sound like back-end sheets
Told ’em “talk is cheap,” I raised the fee
I’m the hustle in the veins of the city, that’s me (that’s me)
[Bridge]
Every “no” that I heard, that was pre-approve
Every side-eye glance, that’s my engine room
Turn a “maybe later” to a right-now move
Got the game on mute while I set my groove (set my groove)
[Verse 3]
I’m the check that clear while you still complain
I’m the work put in that you can’t explain
Turn a “just got paid” to a “paid all year”
Turn a “hope it work” to a “made it here”
Turn a bus stop wait to a blacked-out ride
Turn a walk home cold to a first-class stride
I’m the ice in the glass, keep the heat in line
If the bag too small, I redesign
I’m the boardroom talk in my thrift-store fit
Turn a clearance rack look to a headline pic
They gon’ quote my grind like a market read
I don’t follow their rate, I reset the speed (skrrt)
[Chorus]
Got the whole month rent on my pink receipt
Every little loss flipped back, repeat
Turn a late bill note to a remix beat
Put the pressure on me, I make pressure look sweet (so sweet)
I don’t brag, I just bring receipts
Every bar sound like back-end sheets
Told ’em “talk is cheap,” I raised the fee
I’m the

rap, Hard-hitting trap banger with female vocals, icy keys over thumping low end and crisp hats. Verses are tightly pocketed, double-time in spots, with ad-libs peppered on the sides. Hook explodes with layered chant vocals and octave harmonies, 808s swelling and ducking. Occasional reverse effects and stutter edits for a futuristic, “8K” sheen while keeping the vocal razor-sharp up front., hip hop