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rain
Look how high were fucking flying 
We’re on paper planes 

I want money for my people
Bitch fuck the fame
I'll be singing with my people
There will

a liar
And why did I fly to someone who clipped my wings
I watched you keep walking as I lay there dying
But I keep finding paper planes

I know all you

So much paper on the planes, paper planes
I forgot your name. You are too plain
Throw the cash in the air, watch it rain
She tried to break my heart,

that this shit gone heal me
Even when you innocent they still gone think you guilty 

Uhh , and I get Paper off of Pain
Pop a Nigga top, I call it drop

and rearranged
By an angry girl
This torn paper world

If only I knew that your spark
Would set fire to my paper heart
Paper heart

I live by the sea
Not the one

Magic City Monday

Future

Magic City Monday

suckas
Countin' paper, I suggest you do the same

Jizzle is the name, hustlin' is the game
Bought everything on the mannequin, money like a train

I'm raking in, more paper,
Take my shot, homie, no chaser
Pride of the all-time high
I ain't askin' for no favors, Nah! (i do this shit by myself)
I

kings gettin' paper
Count money gettin' high
Brick by brick, build the empire
I just turned the neighbor
Young kings gettin' paper

You don't

Dollas
Whole lotta 
Guapa 
Bench press a lotta
Can't fold my dollas
Don't press my partnas...

Or you'll get caught up 
M.I.A. Paper Planes 
That's a whole

the morning to the evening I be out the way
Either cleaning out the kitchen or I'm making plays
No MIA but I'm flyer than a paper plane
But rest assure no

learning how to do it
Fleet of paper planes for every verse I wasn't using
Tape About Nothing in the Saturn steady bumping
As I tried to make something from

on like Roshi
I was telling them don't rush me
Was saying they couldn't touch me
Was MIA like paper planes
Down and out, now centerstage
Close up, fan cam,

cheese up on Fila
You know I'm bout to
Run it up heater
You know I'm bout to
Burn shit it up Lil Wayne
You know I'm the dick pleaser
Paper planes flying

slumber parties and some birthday cake
Colored origami with a game that'd
tell you who you'd date
Super soaker battles,
Tamagotchis, even paper planes
Wish

night
I'm just glad to make it home
Cuz some don't make it back
Still smokin paper planes
Right before da flight
Girl I can tell by ya past
I am not ya

Put the gun in my mouth
Pull the trigger
Follow my people
Blackness, a better state
Hopes not to be
Overthrown by the C.I.A
Make me M.I.A
Or A.I.M

.
And if you got paper planes, send that shit my way (Huh)
What can I say?
I'm Pacquiao with the punches though (Uh)
Even when after rum and coke
I don't

overgrown child can drop his stones
Back in the days of the prepaid phone
With the MIA Paper Planes ringtone
I'd stay home alone and I'd watch the door
But I

at the house parties
Been M.I.A.
But y'all still flying paper planes
And then there's Jay
On DXM he tripped for days
Until I shake
Now Damian gon seal his fate

call it change get enough ain't shit the same
That money may make you fly M.I.A. on paper planes
I'm about to jet take off fore you take a step
I got

Still shoot yo shot, and one
Still shoot yo shot, James Bond
Don't contemplate with bums
You can be a don
Fly like a paper plane till you M.I.A
Ex had

my opps, MIA
Turn em into fish filet
And my watch is getting heavy
Guess it's time to move some weight
Yeah it's time to get that bag
Always out here

Clap you when you
Leave the building
Vest on with a trench coat
Let the Shottie bang
Like Mike Williams
MIA on a paper plane
She stole the show
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Morphine

East Side Story, Vol. 1

1996

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