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Paper Trails
Hip-Hop/Rap
Paper Trails was released on December 16, 2024 by iMob Worldwide as a part of the album The Cured Chapters
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Release DateDecember 16, 2024
LabeliMob Worldwide
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM95

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Anthony Yorba
Anthony Yorba
Songwriter

Lyrics

Under soft light, inked lines form patterns on open pages,
An index of work, each figure shaping what tomorrow stages.
Stacks of printed slips reflect steps taken without loud applause,
No hollow gestures—these notes define principles, not laws.
I align columns, track rare strains like priceless keys,
Careful arithmetic ensures no fortune drifts with ease.
Others might rush blind, ignoring subtle signs that guide,
I measure each step so silent truths won't hide.
This is where balance and patience entwine,
Pages hum low, margins refine,
Data and dreams merge, prospects align.
Figures revolve, patterns combine—
Paper trails show structure as roots intertwine.
Each figure I jot springs from steady cultivation,
I've grown beyond raw hustle, forging sturdy foundations.
I pen values in permanent ink, no erratic blink,
No frantic attempt to outthink, just logic in sync,
Accounts rise as others blink, I let their noise shrink,
Steadiness molds each link.
I pause to sense how ledgers hum beneath a quiet night,
Here, truth circulates freely, absent of forced delight.
Columns stack in graceful form—
No hasty swarm, no reckless storm,
Subtle currents quietly warm.
This is where balance and patience entwine,
Pages hum low, margins refine,
Data and dreams merge, prospects align.
Figures revolve, patterns combine—
Paper trails show structure as roots intertwine.
I handle each slip like a puzzle piece that tells a tale,
Beneath calm bookkeeping, these assets never pale.
Watch them scale, details prevail, steady sails never fail.
No hollow boasts, no frantic display—just quiet mastery rising,
Paper trails mark controlled ascent, each figure advising.
As dusk settles on these inks and sums, tomorrow's form takes shape,
I close the ledger calmly, knowing true worth won't escape.
Written by: Anthony Yorba
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