Lyrics:
how I choose it
I ain't gon loose it
Yuh
Paper be burning every day
Currents be taking me away
Away
Then the beat turning this song to a sad one
Sike
food missing off my plate
Been grinding by my lonely,
Don't got time for no debate
If you not stacking that paper,
We cannot relate
I'm tryna paper
I write the horror flick of Stephen King
Cling to false also those papers say, "Ock"
I got tired of the fat lady so I sing to my own opera
The Pen Don't Lie
(Steel Intro)
(Verse)
Tonight I feel lonely
Love has gone wrong
Alone with some paper
I'll write you a song
I'll tell you
a song
I'm blowing pressure, so I put it in a song
I'm going extra, so I put it in a song lil bitch ( I love you a little)
I just dropped another paper
(I'm gonna sing you one of my favorite songs)
(This is written by a good friend of mine)
(By the name Steve Goodman)
Ridin' on the City of New
(I'm gonna sing you one of my favorite songs)
(This is written by a good friend of mine)
(By the name Steve Goodman)
Ridin' on the City of New
a problem
Better not cross that street, must keep my cool
Mutter under my breath so Allah keep me grounded
They was confused by my demeanor
She waitin' I kept
first song, this is the sequel
When I look around all I see are fakers
They control the news they control the papers
Imma lose my mind imma lose my
the kilo baby
I'm right here now our song on the radio
He said baby bring the papers we don't waste dough
Don't forget about the roaches we don't waste those
it, and write on paper
Tryna get me as high, as high as these scrapers
Said lord lift me up just by chance make me greater
Still if I’m honest I can’t
they're one an the same thing
Hard as I try, ain't no way I'm escaping
Grinding for this paper, still risking everything
In darqness I'm trapped in
Stuck,
cs I'm staring at this blank piece of paper
I realize I've done nothing, post-pone it all to later
I hate it cuz I waited for a goddamn savior
They
to hang you by your neck
You got a funny way of showing
But you said you always try to give it straight
But if I scratch beneath the surface
I won't
by you so fast, got you sneezing, hachoo
They got the shivers, man, I got the fever
I gotta bring the hood back after Katrina
Weezy F Baby, now
yeah)
Breeze by you so fast, got you sneezing, hachoo
They got the shivers, man, I got the fever
I gotta bring the hood back after Katrina
Weezy F
know what to do
You know out that office I continued to work
I signed so many papers, my fingers started to hurt
Then I shook off the pain, say this
Chorus: 1x
(val young)
Choppin up that paper(with you) I do it for you
You know you got me lovin you
Choppin up that paper(with you) I do
You got me
click since I call them blue notes
Shippin' that paper from Earth to Pluto
Get that new song
Nineteen ninety-six we be paperchasin'!
Chorus:
Paperchase,
thinking would she ever miss me
I'm surrounded by bitches, surrounded by hoes
Nursing these stitches, I'm tearing my clothes
She never comes back, and I
dried and cracked
Now should I be exact
I raced Apollo but my vibrato fell flat
Chimborazo my gusto behind high hats
Oh well bravo youre hallowed by thumb
by nature's author
A floral figure born from the fauna, here no longer
Had she lost her way Dived too deep submerged in her work
Or maybe did she take
On top of the surface my words and wit emerging
No one knows the time passing by
No one knows the time passing by
love to a robot
For those of you who love artificial intelligence
More than you could ever love a man
Or a woman
This
Is your song
The neon holograms
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