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Da Paper Boi

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Shiit, i mean money important but it ain't everything 
Some people be willing to lose friends and end relationships behind that shit 
I mean it is what you make it but 
I think if a nigga, if i fall out with a nigga over money, or a bitch 
Then it's f*ck em 
Probably do better without em 

Whole squad in the building ain't nobody hot as us 
Big rod on my hip don't make me f*ck somebody up 
A couple thousand for a show i hit the road then count it up 
But if i can count my money i know i ain't got enough 
Whole squad in the building ain't nobody hot as us 
Big rod on my hip don't make me f*ck somebody up 
A couple thousand for a show i hit the road then count it up 
But if i can count my money i know i ain't got enough 

Say if i can count my money i know i ain't got enough 
Caught my brother stealing from me I ain't got a lot of trust 
Keep a pistol on my hip i'm case somebody running up 
Tell probation violate me i don't give a mother f*ck 
Taylor port is what i'm drinking no more remy in my cup 
Dafi rolling so much dank can barely put it in the blunt 
Blowing gas, filler up 
Blow a band, live it up 
Made it back in a month 
Real man i get it done 
Yeah, yea, yah. 
On my knees praying often 
Lord keep these crackers off me 
caught a case i beat them charges 
I was sleep back in a coffin 
In the streets trapping & balling 
But the money bought more problems and i already had enough 
Yeah, the money brought more problems and they steady adding up 
Baby mama always calling making threats to lock me up 
If i got it then you got it mama i ain't gotta bluff 
But if i ain't got enough 
Hit the road then grind it up 

Whole squad in the building ain't nobody hot as us 
Big rod on my hip don't make me f*ck somebody up 
A couple thousand for a show i hit the road then count it up 
But if i can count my money i know i ain't got enough 

Say if i can count my, hold-up 
You already know what's up 
Li hoe say she down to f*ck 
So i had to pick her up 
Hit the hole then we lay-up 
Like im Lillard with the rock 
I be posted calling shots like imma center on the block 
Yea, yah. Pajah, who the bitches asking bout 
Taking gambles with my life and God still ain't cash me out 
Thugging, robbing since a jit and niggas still ain't ass me out 
Litty since 2010 and niggas still ain't ash me out 
Who am i? son of God, Tribe of judah, imma levite 
Was born eyes closed, now they open i can see right 
Was dark, now i see light 
Ay, kev, what it be like 
Double-S we in this bitch till i'm dead, g-code, wii-life 

Whole squad in the building ain't nobody hot as us 
Big rod on my hip don't make me f*ck somebody up 
A couple thousand for a show i hit the road then count it up 
But if i can count my money i know i ain't got enough

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