Paper Chasin' Me

Ugh That paper chasin Paper chasin Money chasin Paper Yo Hear me? Ugh! Back to doin sick shit I took the chance I cuz I didn’t wanna miss this Bouta make the hit list Everything persistent I already wished this Now it’s in fruition School of hardknock ain’t no dollars for tuition Cuz I spent it all on this weed that I be twistin Then I spent some more on a mic and some equipment Never gonna quit shit Make a song for free then sell it online Yeah, I know how to flip shit That’s is jus the difference Between us them shootin shots Cuz they be missing La Floyd Allen wit the shot cuz I be swishin And from any distance I was born solid I ain’t ever been a liquid Never for a snippet Grew to be a sick nigga jus like I predicted That’s gon be a rich nigga jus like I predicted Wit all my kin and shit These niggas They ain’t never gon throw me off Nah, They ain’t never gon throw me I’m paper chasin Paper chasin Paper chasin me These niggas ain’t ever gon throw me off Nah, They could never ever throw me off Paper chasin Paper chase Still Paper chasin me No No No funny shit Let’s get this fuckin trap jumpin like a bunny bitch All I do is win, that’s my last name First I learned to beat the odds then the cash came In the fast lane Do my own speed They still notice me Cooler than no degrees Nigga I can’t fail, my father told me Don’t gotta take L’s I got my own trees Feel like a OG, Been in my own league Fulla money lovin bitches Call it the MLB And I ain’t tricking on her I ain’t I ain’t trickin on her I’m jus hittin one time Then I’m dippin on her Yeah And I’m cool wit my decisions Want it go and get it that’s the life I’m livin Gemini nigga so that I mean I’m really twinnin But I’m still winnin Feel like Jordan and like pippen These niggas They ain’t never gon throw me off Nah, They ain’t never gon throw me I’m paper chasin Paper chasin Paper chasin me These niggas ain’t ever gon throw me off Nah, They could never ever throw me off Paper chasin Paper chase Still Paper chasin me Still paper chasin me, what they call me all the time Mr paper chasin me, callin on my line Paper chasin Paper chasin Paper chasin me It’s bout a Millie? Then nigga I’m wit it I’m goin crazy I gotta jus get it I want a millie, I need me a ticket Never gon say what I do, I jus did it When I be on it I gotta jus kill it When niggas hear this they gotta jus feel it I be the truth and they gotta jus tell it I be the shit and I gotta jus smell it I got my niggas we up in the buildin Time for the workin no time for the chillin Only got time to be gettin a millie Only got time for the paper Lord willing I got a shot and I gotta go drill it I know I’m not, but I feel like a villain Fuckin these thots and I pray I’m forgiven Duckin these shots ain’t no time for no children These niggas They ain’t never gon throw me off Nah, They ain’t never gon throw me I’m paper chasin Paper chasin Paper chasin me These niggas ain’t ever gon throw me off Nah, They could never ever throw me off Paper chasin Paper chase Still Paper chasin me