Papered Up

Now every morning I open my eyes I be grateful Cause the folks that navigate around my side be so hateful When they see you coming downward in your ride fresh out Maaco Never know who want to penetrate your whiperton with the drako From Waco Texas up to Nova Scotia blowin' on potent doja To the port of Oakland up to Portland doing what a pimp supposed to Even when my name in lights and I see my face upon a poster I might be up to no good in the hood with the super soaker Bitch we got goals ain't no time to be out chasing hoes Can't do no dates, only got dick plus my heart is cold I fuck with the playas out the lake my loyalty don't fold Let the popo know I got no price tag on my fucking soul I took this track back to when cats was in the Midwest sniping And the hoes used to wear baggy clothes lookin like they dyking I can't be fronted on, disrespected or stunted on Been a G since I was young disagree and dumped upon I'm hearing all the talking that been goin round When I come to throw them thangs it don't be no one round Then I jump in the whip and I change it up and slow it down Then I'm back on a mission papered up and polo down I'm hearing all the talking that been going round When I come to throw them thangs it don't be no one round Then I jump in the whip and change it up and slow it down Then I'm back on a mission papered up and polo down Look at me back up in this bitch with a colder sound Ninety four block up in this hoe finna hold it down It's plain to see fools ain't as gang as they claim to be Talking bout they can tame me that's dangerous y'all can't fade a G I put my old beef aside I don't hate nobody hood I'm out here focused on mine, don't get it misunderstood I let them youngsters slide when I hear them suwoop outside They copy rappers they ain't ever look down barrels in their life Me and my brotha was walking getting rolled on by the popo often Couldn't tell if we was crips or south siders living outside Stockton All I knew was the gang bang culture living in the hood with the rats and the vultures And I heard it's all the same from south Modesto to north side Tulsa That shit got real made me stressed and had me popping pills Thank god for the homeboys out the 808 that I'm with still We chose the playa way hit a liq and get paid today Mamba mode playing with pain come back with the fadeaway I'm hearing all the talking that been goin round When I come to throw them thangs it don't be no one round Then I jump in the whip and I change it up and slow it down Then I'm back on a mission papered up and polo down I'm hearing all the talking that been going round When I come to throw them thangs it don't be no one round Then I jump in the whip and change it up and slow it down Then I'm back on a mission papered up and polo down