Bout My Paper
Aye love me now don't wait til I'm gone nigga
And when I'm up don't you try to call my phone
And ion need nobody I make these bands on my own
My mama so worried had to tell her I'm grown
And mama don't call me just know that I'm safe
If a nigga try me they life is what we take
And I was dead broke I had to make sum shake
And lil cuz fighting murder I just pray he beat his case
Four life that's the gang and bout my niggas ion play
If it's up I got some shooters nigga you gon lay
I ain't drop in a minute I know I'm sorry for the wait
And I love my glock to death u wanna die then pick a date
And lil zay bout his paper he be flying state to state
I remember Ian shit now I got food on my plate
And ill never save a hoe nigga ion got a cape
And im tired of AX bitch im bout to cop some bape
Ohh Ohh yea im all about my paper nigga yea yea
Ohh Ohh don't give a fuck bout no hater nigga yea yea
Ohh Ohh yea im all about my paper nigga yea yea
Ohh Ohh don't give a fuck bout no hater nigga yea yea
I been trying to stay out the way and get my bread
Devil in my way I got to get him out my head
Fell in love with Glocks when I touch It I see red
He say he going kill me don't give a fuck bout what he said
Better know I ain't scared better know that I ain't scared
Ohh Ohh ohh
Yea im all about my paper nigga yea yea
Ohh Ohh don't give a fuck bout no hater nigga yea yea
Ohh Ohh yea im all about my paper nigga yea yea
Ohh Ohh don't give a fuck bout no hater nigga yea yea
And when I'm up don't you try to call my phone
And ion need nobody I make these bands on my own
My mama so worried had to tell her I'm grown
And mama don't call me just know that I'm safe
If a nigga try me they life is what we take
And I was dead broke I had to make sum shake
And lil cuz fighting murder I just pray he beat his case
Four life that's the gang and bout my niggas ion play
If it's up I got some shooters nigga you gon lay
I ain't drop in a minute I know I'm sorry for the wait
And I love my glock to death u wanna die then pick a date
And lil zay bout his paper he be flying state to state
I remember Ian shit now I got food on my plate
And ill never save a hoe nigga ion got a cape
And im tired of AX bitch im bout to cop some bape
Ohh Ohh yea im all about my paper nigga yea yea
Ohh Ohh don't give a fuck bout no hater nigga yea yea
Ohh Ohh yea im all about my paper nigga yea yea
Ohh Ohh don't give a fuck bout no hater nigga yea yea
I been trying to stay out the way and get my bread
Devil in my way I got to get him out my head
Fell in love with Glocks when I touch It I see red
He say he going kill me don't give a fuck bout what he said
Better know I ain't scared better know that I ain't scared
Ohh Ohh ohh
Yea im all about my paper nigga yea yea
Ohh Ohh don't give a fuck bout no hater nigga yea yea
Ohh Ohh yea im all about my paper nigga yea yea
Ohh Ohh don't give a fuck bout no hater nigga yea yea
Credits
Writer(s): Javaris Hayes
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