Paper

God, please protect me though I know I have sinned
But why they don't respect me until my dollar spent?
Fuck it, I was broke since before the placenta
Dope hit my folks, them agendas froze up my culture like winter
Hold up, go slow for beginners
Look, they ain't got no hope for you nigga but if you chosen, hold it down just like you supposed to do nigga
For all the local crews in vocal booths spitting
Hoping shit just come out dope when you finished
I know you gone feel it
But this for me, this for me swerving round in that Grand Prix with two kids to feed
Opps finally outside I'm looking like nigga please
Get your cheese before the triggers squeeze
How the fuck I got stripper queens giving gems to me?
Oh lord, she said she make a fortune she get paid like four bands off a stage performance
She like, I can rake up more than most can make in ten days before they played my fourth jam
(Nigga don't play with me, I'm a real bitch)
I'm like, ain't no shame, I'm your fan
I don't pay to score, If we go on dates bitch you're paying
She like, so why would I put my fate in your hands?
If your paper short, the fuck you tryna play me for? Nigga scram
Damn
Paper on hand, need that paper on hand, I need paper on hand, we like
Paper on hand, need that paper on hand, got that paper on hand, hold up
Who got it? I got it, You got it? I promise
You promise? I'm honest, You got it? You got it
Who got it? I got it, You got it? I promise
You promise? I'm honest, You got it? You got it
Root of all evil hid in my wallet, I'm honest yeah
Fiat got some mileage huh, believe me I'm proud as fuck
Bitch I am resilience, stare in the eyes of who doubted us
Your weed just ain't loud enough, your team look like Power Puffs
And at this point we coming for the fee if you sound like us
And at this point yall bitches need to leave to get down with us
So round them up, I need bands on bands like Metallica (What)
I'm childish but don't play around with that math when I'm counting up
Save me lord, save me lord
Its crazy lord, I made it lord
What you forgave me for, I can't ignore
Imma take this sword and wait for war
Break the door, break the door
Nobody move, this a stick up
All of yall on the floor over here (Right here)
And you show me where yall hide the big bucks (Bitch what, bitch what?)
Paper on hand, need that paper on hand, I need paper on hand, we like
Paper on hand, need that paper on hand, got that paper on hand, hold up
Who got it? I got it, You got it? I promise
You promise? I'm honest, You got it? You got it
Who got it? I got it, You got it? I promise
You promise? I'm honest, You got it? You got it