Paper Up
Every day I'm on a mission get ya (Sean Jones)
Every day I'm on a mission get ya
Every day I'm on a mission get ya
Every day I'm on a mission get ya
Every day I'm on a mission get ya paper up (paper up)
And there ain't no love like they don't hate enough (ain't no love)
Back there every time until they payin' up (payin' up)
Payin' up get ya paper up
I'm gettin' this paper up I check bank accounts when I'm wakin' up
Huntin' season PETA try'na save a buck I'm over there in the clear out the way as fuck
And I bounce not talkin' 'bout the night job or the other one where I leave 'em wit' the right throb
It's time for lights out don't try to fight now I gotta bite down
Go so hard in this music they wonder how I do it
I just picture my momma hollerin' hallelujah
I just picture every thing before it's time to do it
Now I'm fit to be king I'll make my crown in music
So smart that they try'na make the kingdom
I was built by knowledge like the Sphinx was
I could show you a thing or two 'bout everything bruh
On everything you never sing but on this thing bruh
Shout out to rappers makin' music nothin' else I can't confuse it
Shouts to people makin' moves 'cuz this is more than just some music
This new Hip-Hop is the movement thinkin' surely we can use it
Eighteen can't afford it on the pole and shawty gettin' to it
Every day I'm on a mission get ya paper up (paper up)
And there ain't no love like they don't hate enough (ain't no love)
Back there every time until they payin' up (payin' up)
Payin' up get ya paper up
Every day I'm on a mission get ya paper up (paper up)
And there ain't no love like they don't hate enough (ain't no love)
Back there every time until they payin' up (payin' up)
Payin' up get ya paper up
Yeah it's Pillsbury Bizzle boy I chase the dough
You can feel it when I walk in like I shake the flo'
Got ya wifey 'bout to order up and take to-go
And she poured me down her throat like I was H2O (ho)
My shoe game retarded my old thing departed
So like twelve girls put apps in and my new thing just started
Got brown hair got blue eyes she crazy as fuck
And first words out her mouth she said A.B. let's fuck (whoa)
Back on my shit packs out in this shit
My haters they sick now they gag out in this shit
Yeah I ain't slept in three years man I might nap up in this bitch
And y'all keep comin' back like I got crack up in this bitch
I told em way back they shouldn't test the kid
Now they hittin' up my phone like we the best of friends
I been grindin' all these hours like a Mexican
I don't need to ever go back to my ex again (whoa)
Every day I'm on a mission get ya paper up (paper up)
And there ain't no love like they don't hate enough (ain't no love)
Back there every time until they payin' up (payin' up)
Payin' up get ya paper up
Every day I'm on a mission get ya paper up (paper up)
And there ain't no love like they don't hate enough (ain't no love)
Back there every time until they payin' up (payin' up)
Payin' up get ya paper up
I get lost in my work like a park ranger (I)
Save myself and try to save you like Bart's neighbors (I)
Try to save money but it comes up missin' (yeah)
But every breath is fresh air that's an in-vest mint addiction (yeah)
Peep that it ain't Easter got a dick pleaser her name ain't Keisha
I'm the pit bull that's never on a leash made a couple beats and they all deceased
Can't maul the beast cuz my dogs is eatin' can't calm the beast shoulda brought us tree
And these autumn leaves look like fall to me and when I say fall I mean fall defeat
I be in the club like lettuce boy you gettin' chips then bet it boy
Whenever it's drama I dead it boy talkin' respect I get it boy
Over focused wit' no emotion no roller coaster over the ocean
This show is closin' in ain't no go again so when I go just know I'm goin' in
Flowin' on it like Florence Joyner rather on a track than up on the corner
I'm still awake like every mornin' I'm still awake like every mornin'
Cuz I'm Bout A Dolla that's Lunch Lewis steady paper chasin' 'til we runnin' through it
I'm the one to prove it not the one that's losin' no deal wit' Nike I just fuckin' do it
Every day I'm on a mission get ya paper up (paper up)
And there ain't no love like they don't hate enough (ain't no love)
Back there every time until they payin' up (payin' up)
Payin' up get ya paper up
Every day I'm on a mission get ya paper up (paper up)
And there ain't no love like they don't hate enough (ain't no love)
Back there every time until they payin' up (payin' up)
Payin' up get ya paper up
Every day I'm on a mission get ya
Every day I'm on a mission get ya
Every day I'm on a mission get ya
Every day I'm on a mission get ya paper up (paper up)
And there ain't no love like they don't hate enough (ain't no love)
Back there every time until they payin' up (payin' up)
Payin' up get ya paper up
I'm gettin' this paper up I check bank accounts when I'm wakin' up
Huntin' season PETA try'na save a buck I'm over there in the clear out the way as fuck
And I bounce not talkin' 'bout the night job or the other one where I leave 'em wit' the right throb
It's time for lights out don't try to fight now I gotta bite down
Go so hard in this music they wonder how I do it
I just picture my momma hollerin' hallelujah
I just picture every thing before it's time to do it
Now I'm fit to be king I'll make my crown in music
So smart that they try'na make the kingdom
I was built by knowledge like the Sphinx was
I could show you a thing or two 'bout everything bruh
On everything you never sing but on this thing bruh
Shout out to rappers makin' music nothin' else I can't confuse it
Shouts to people makin' moves 'cuz this is more than just some music
This new Hip-Hop is the movement thinkin' surely we can use it
Eighteen can't afford it on the pole and shawty gettin' to it
Every day I'm on a mission get ya paper up (paper up)
And there ain't no love like they don't hate enough (ain't no love)
Back there every time until they payin' up (payin' up)
Payin' up get ya paper up
Every day I'm on a mission get ya paper up (paper up)
And there ain't no love like they don't hate enough (ain't no love)
Back there every time until they payin' up (payin' up)
Payin' up get ya paper up
Yeah it's Pillsbury Bizzle boy I chase the dough
You can feel it when I walk in like I shake the flo'
Got ya wifey 'bout to order up and take to-go
And she poured me down her throat like I was H2O (ho)
My shoe game retarded my old thing departed
So like twelve girls put apps in and my new thing just started
Got brown hair got blue eyes she crazy as fuck
And first words out her mouth she said A.B. let's fuck (whoa)
Back on my shit packs out in this shit
My haters they sick now they gag out in this shit
Yeah I ain't slept in three years man I might nap up in this bitch
And y'all keep comin' back like I got crack up in this bitch
I told em way back they shouldn't test the kid
Now they hittin' up my phone like we the best of friends
I been grindin' all these hours like a Mexican
I don't need to ever go back to my ex again (whoa)
Every day I'm on a mission get ya paper up (paper up)
And there ain't no love like they don't hate enough (ain't no love)
Back there every time until they payin' up (payin' up)
Payin' up get ya paper up
Every day I'm on a mission get ya paper up (paper up)
And there ain't no love like they don't hate enough (ain't no love)
Back there every time until they payin' up (payin' up)
Payin' up get ya paper up
I get lost in my work like a park ranger (I)
Save myself and try to save you like Bart's neighbors (I)
Try to save money but it comes up missin' (yeah)
But every breath is fresh air that's an in-vest mint addiction (yeah)
Peep that it ain't Easter got a dick pleaser her name ain't Keisha
I'm the pit bull that's never on a leash made a couple beats and they all deceased
Can't maul the beast cuz my dogs is eatin' can't calm the beast shoulda brought us tree
And these autumn leaves look like fall to me and when I say fall I mean fall defeat
I be in the club like lettuce boy you gettin' chips then bet it boy
Whenever it's drama I dead it boy talkin' respect I get it boy
Over focused wit' no emotion no roller coaster over the ocean
This show is closin' in ain't no go again so when I go just know I'm goin' in
Flowin' on it like Florence Joyner rather on a track than up on the corner
I'm still awake like every mornin' I'm still awake like every mornin'
Cuz I'm Bout A Dolla that's Lunch Lewis steady paper chasin' 'til we runnin' through it
I'm the one to prove it not the one that's losin' no deal wit' Nike I just fuckin' do it
Every day I'm on a mission get ya paper up (paper up)
And there ain't no love like they don't hate enough (ain't no love)
Back there every time until they payin' up (payin' up)
Payin' up get ya paper up
Every day I'm on a mission get ya paper up (paper up)
And there ain't no love like they don't hate enough (ain't no love)
Back there every time until they payin' up (payin' up)
Payin' up get ya paper up
Credits
Writer(s): Sean Jones
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