Paper

It's the paper I swear it's something bout this paper If we ever make a plan and I get paid I'll see you later I know she turned her back on me I'm rolling blunts yes this a facer Off this gas I'm really fried It's like we smoking tots n taters We don't need expensive cars But I'm lightning niggas is mater She been crying say it scarred her She's weird because I ain't make her If he run up that's on God I might help him meet his maker And she loves it here a lot Cause with me she say she feel so safer The same one I called friends I loved them but now I hate 'em All these demons on my back I'm running, n I can't shake 'em I can't treat 'em like a blunt I'm sorry I just can't face 'em All the chances that i missed I'm sorry that I ain't take 'em And I'm always on the go I'm sorry But I'm not waiting And she say that you so smooth You sliding just like you skating You ain't even made it They saying you overrated And this shit so basic I stay down until I made it It's the paper I swear it's something bout this paper If we ever make a plan and I get paid I'll see you later I know she turned her back on me I'm rolling blunts yes this a facer Off this gas I'm really fried It's like we smoking tots n taters We don't need expensive cars But I'm lightning niggas is mater She been crying say it scarred her She's weird because I ain't make her If he run up that's on God I might help him meet his maker And she loves it here a lot Cause with me she say she feel so safer