Paper Cut

Hey man, just finna say that they ran in these streets, it ain't safe

Yeah

Huncho, let's go

(Andre 905, press play)

Uh

Work my way up, got my weight up

Then I got that paper

**** hate us, stunt my paper

Tell bro we goin' way up, uh

I can't stunt no **** they ain't talking 'bout money that shit ain't major, uh

I ball like a Laker

Too much money 'round me, don't worry 'bout paper

Heart dark like Vader (all black like Razors)

Fuck that, we ain't worried bout neighbors, uh

(**** betray us)

Let's hit them fazers

That wall keep Glock out lasers

This street shit made us (work through that paper)

Thumb through a check 'til I cut up my finger

Calling my bro say we just gotta banger

Put the chrome to his dome and we knock out his thinker

I should be rocking this truck fit

'Cause I get this shit by the truckload

Get it by the bus load

If a **** play wit' me ain't no silence, I show 'em this nuff hom'

Made a way to the money, I'm getting shit all for the muscle

I know they don't wanna tussle

Know they won't bust, though

Doin' whatever it takes, I control the game just like a console

I ain't even stunting, won't halt on go

No Chief Keef I'm in my gloat

And they used to clown a **** they won't poke

Now I got money on four for broke

All this money on me better come wit' a floor

And they got a couple sharks in the water

They better come harder 'cause they know a **** on go

Came off the bench I'm a starter, I ball like this Carter

These **** know that I'm a G.O.A.T

I'm chilling and cooling, I'm up in my lane

They want me to change, they said I explained

They said that I changed, but they never been me

Don't put that on my name

For that miss, they want someone to blame

Now don't put no money, yo' pockets the same

And they gon' do like anything for some fame

But this shit ain't a game, yeah

That shit don't make no sense

I left some **** up, up in the past

Was pushing the gas, they wasn't on shit

I got some **** they all that I had

When I come from racks, shit don't exist

That shit had me pissed, my diamonds gon' gliss

I'm chasing the cheese, for a swish

I shot my shot I ain't miss ('cause I)

Work my way up, got my weight up

Then I got that paper

**** hate us, stunt my paper

Tell bro we goin' way up, uh

I can't stunt no **** they ain't talking 'bout money that shit ain't major, uh

I ball like a Laker

Too much money 'round me, don't worry 'bout paper

Heart dark like Vader (all black like Razors)

Fuck that, we ain't worried bout neighbors, uh

(**** betray us)

Let's hit them fazers

That wall keep Glock out lasers

This street shit made us (work through that paper)

Thumb through a check 'til I cut up my finger

Calling my bro, say we just gotta banger

Put the chrome to his dome and we knock out his thinker

Wild boy like I am Steve-O

They watch me just like Vevo

They wanna be like me though

Work my way up to that dough

I ain't just blow, we did it in a row

And we that shit like it's Bingo

I am a boujee ****, I don't mingle

Keeva heels on a toe, make him sing though

Huncho I'm all on the scene, how the inconsistence

I know they think hoe

She eat the three for the mo'fuckin' team though

Payin' attention, but still with my team though

That's what got us dough

Yo' mans can get it, we gon' let him have it

He can talk all that shit, but we don't care bout the static

The way using his head, it was mo'fuckin' Maden

That's murder what she wrote

So I'm going for a ho, and I'll go for they self

Stand up for a hoe but don't care 'bout your wealth

Pillow talking man you wastin' yo' breath

I'm chasing that money, it ain't nobody else

Nig' couldn't get right, so he got left

Lotta these **** they really don't step

Stand on some principles that they don't rep'

I'm a real **** I stand by myself

I'ma go run to the money till death

Keep going hard till ain't nothing left

I won't throw in the towel at the mo'fuckin' ref

Can't go broke, it was hurtin' my health

Foot start to ache when I walk by myself

Chasing that dough till I get my hands well

Broke out the fork and the bowl like a shelf

I'm just cooking up dope like meth

Work my way up, got my weight up

Then I got that paper

**** hate us, stunt my paper

Tell bro we goin' way up, uh

I can't stunt no **** they ain't talking 'bout money that shit ain't major, uh

I ball like a Laker

Too much money 'round me, don't worry 'bout paper

Heart dark like Vader (all black like Razors)

Fuck that, we ain't worried 'bout neighbors, uh

(**** betray us)

Let's hit them fazers

That wall keep Glock out lasers

This street shit made us (work through that paper)

Thumb through a check 'til I cut up my finger

Calling my bro, say we just gotta banger

Put the chrome to his dome and we knock out his thinker

(Work my way up, got my weight up)

(Then I got that paper)

(**** hate us, stunt my paper)

(Tell bro we goin' way up, uh)

(I can't stunt no **** they talking 'bout money that shit ain't major, uh)

(I ball like a Laker)

(Too much money 'round me, don't worry 'bout paper)