Lyrics:
a paper chaser
Not no paper hater
I just want to get my paper
And see you later
I'm a paper chaser
Not no paper waiter
Not no paper hater
I might get my
you ever met a thug making all this paper
Doley Bernays
I want my drugs from the boat
Mosquitos and bricks of that coke
Need me a bad little bitch
Do
on by)
Just a walk, just a walk on by (Walk on by)
Can't you see the love we breathe, is nothing more than false
Can't you see
You’re everything I don’t
fast
Never come last
All about the paper, get the cash then I dash
And your bitch wanna come later yeah she coming with that ass
I just want the neck I
on 4's
Running over foes
Letting out ten shots with a calico
Just so a nigga don't want no mo'
Southside Texas forever
Representative in they face
Paper
with law they
Cross that line get fucking knocked
But I don't get mad I just get paper
See me fresh in DTS laughing like hi hater
I tap on the gas
to stare at stacks of paper all the while
While the world goes by
Tradin' out the weather for a clever lyric
Written by an IKEA light
I just want to, I
wrote this song, to let you know I'm down
I know you know I'm down, I know you know I'll ride for you
[Trae]
I just thought that I'd clear my mind,
well
Protected by angels but raising hell
Get cash with my set like Paper yea
Can't express my feelings they will never care
I just want you to see
Got
colors she think I'm a ranger
Smoking so much that its losing the flavor
That's why I roll it with pineapple papers
You want it now but I want it later
So
I'm in the trap with a hundred niggas
I got the paper in front of niggas
I don't want to fuck with you bummy niggas
I don't want to fuck with you bummy
It after me King With A Crown Lift my People Up, Toast With Our Cups Gold Links in My Cuffs
I just ('Wanna for want to) be
Successful, Like My daddy
mean
It’s time to hustle nigga get it by any means
What you mean
I mean paper
I mean green
I’m tryna feed my team
What you mean
I mean money over money
listen to me please hear
I'm just looking for some love and you look like you want some too
So without further adieu
Lets take a step inside my room
I can
mood
Middle finger up I'm acting so rude
If you want beef then the bullets include:
Copper, lead, steel and hatred
That's just enough to take out
complicated
But I'm motivated
Trying to stack them papers
Often pagans
Want to bring me down
So I'm often faded
Like spectators
Want to watch and judge
Well
And here we are just falling apart
You catch me
I am tired
I want all that you are
And I saw from the cathedral
You were leaving me
And I saw from
I don’t give a fuck bout the fame, I just want the money
I don’t give a fuck what you say, I just want money the money
Fuck what I hater say, i just
I'm just trying to feed my people on This paper route
You live and you learn it just make
You better if it do not take you out
Fuck being on my ass
want to see the Wraith
They don't want to see your bitch up
In the stars like she going outer space
Litty again, litty again
I got it we litty again
time I'm in your city I just brung another load
I don't really give a damn about doing no fucking show
I want that load, I want that load, I want that
a spit decision
Kan do bad by myself
But rather be better which ya
U kan be mad at myself
U want find a better nigga.
Put my heart on a shelf
So I want
later, later
Get this paper, paper, paper
See ya later, later, later
Get this paper, paper, paper yuh
Everyday wakin' up with a new bitch man I'm feelin'
later, later
Get this paper, paper, paper
See ya later, later, later
Get this paper, paper, paper
Everyday wakin’ up with a new bitch man I’m feelin’ so
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