Paper

Man I hate money
But I love it though

I got to get to the bag
Get this paper
And finally be somebody in this world
Got to get to the bag
Get this paper
And finally build the life that I deserve
Got to get to it

Cash, green, cheddar, currency, crash, greed
Better get out the burglary mentality as a youth stealing pencils
Sack lunches
And temporary fades ego tripping on my pocket size everyday
Got my first hustle at the age of 15
Slanging herbal tree to even the devious of fiends
Making quick bucks filling up my pot of gold
Though this rainbow lost its color many years ago started to wonder
Through the chronic smoke and cheap deodorant
What I was to do with my life bound to get older real soon
No time for later, needed to pass class
And make paper telling the homies after school yet I might see you later
After I catch my fade, not talking about the taper
Loose screws in cranium
Who knew this loose goose was going to find its golden egg soon
A lot of thoughts and what-ifs
But I knew that the truth would soon prove

I got to get to the bag (Got to get, got to get the bag) get this paper
And finally be somebody in this world
Got to get to the bag
(Got to get that bag) get this paper
And finally build the life that I deserve
Got to get to it

There's blood on this money though I try to keep it clean
Chasing on a dream feeling like a daily routine
Revenue be so hard to manage
Keep it counting got it wrapped in a bandage
Never wanted to say that I need it
But this currency got me depleted
Got me diminished Popeye pass over the spinach
Alibi the pocket is tight
Storms a brewing
Bills are losing its worth
Bob Barker this price isn't right
Loans and debts got me kicked to the curb
Money inflation on disturbance
Is it really what its worth?
Break the bands this needs to be heard
Thank God he blessed a piece of this bread
Talk to Him before I hit the bag and the bed
Never know what I got coming next
When did I last get a check?
Dead prez always had to be spent
Head be spinning faster than them
In 'n' out got me chasing nothingness
This is economical madness
But I got to get that bag

I got to get to the bag (Got to get the bag) get this paper
And finally be somebody in this world
Got to get to the bag
(Got to get that bag") get this paper
And finally build the life that I deserve
Got to get to it

They say money is time
Ticks cause the itch and stressing
But I payed my tithes to Yah and He invested in me the blessings
Used to be so caught up in the devil's vicious cycle
Till I found you can't put a price on spoken truth
Spirit healing
Smooth vinyl
Quap bound to find its arrival in the B.A
Rewarded from the drive to put in work everyday
That being said
Is there really much more to say?
Well, this green ain't everything
Could never satisfy the hunger of the need of inner peace
Oh Jesus we shall not live off the bread alone
Gained weight from the words many times before
Had to open more than just the pantry door in other words
Be about your business
Go and get your dough
Don't forget about exquisite ingredients that make your life pie
Stay on the rise
Doesn't take a dollar
To realize just a little sense and opening of the mind
Got to check these bribes
Got to get the bag
(Got to get the bag
Got to get that bag)