Paper Right
If you address me better come correct
Come correctly whether I'm right or wrong
Yall better yall goin respect me
I ain't softy but lately life been tryna test me
They see me on my way up
I know that they got envy
Didn't like what's going on
I left I took my own route
If you talking shit
At least my name is up in your mouth
Quit acting brand new
Like y'all don't know what I be doin
Don't fuck up the vibe
Bitch you fucking up the movement
They ain't got no manners
Got no manners
They outta control
Ain't got nothing good to say
Then can you keep your mouth closed
Me I'm steady grinding on this road
And tryna get my own
Been tryna get my own
I'm just trying to get my paper right
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Don't you know that I been tryna get my paper right
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Paper right, paper right
All now I've been all around
Tryna find out tryna find a fuck to give
But yeah, that shit is played out
Stay down, cause all you kids think it's a playground
Nap time, I'll tell that bitch she needa lay down
I doubt no one's ever put you in your place though
Fucking up my money this ain't play time
Fuck your Play-Doh
I know that they ain't serious
They cappin, life is like a movie
They all characters they acting
All that shit is a distraction, yeah
I'm goin make it happen
Turn my passion into profits
Fuck em we goin make some magic
Yeah boy we goin make it out
I can prove it to the world
But first I'll prove it to myself
Cause my mindset is my wealth
They ain't got no manners
Got no manners
They outta control
Ain't got nothing good to say
Then can you keep your mouth closed
Me I'm steady grinding on this road
And tryna get own
Been tryna get my own
I'm just trying to get my paper right
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa,whoa
Don't you know that I been tryna get my paper right
Whoa, whoa, whoa,whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Paper right, paper right
I don't think I can believe that shit
Can you, you, can you believe that shit
They ain't got no manners no
Got no manners no
They ain't got no manners no
When I'm just trying to get my paper right
I'm just tryna get my paper right
Bitch I'm just tryna get my paper right
Paper right, paper right, paper right paper right
Come correctly whether I'm right or wrong
Yall better yall goin respect me
I ain't softy but lately life been tryna test me
They see me on my way up
I know that they got envy
Didn't like what's going on
I left I took my own route
If you talking shit
At least my name is up in your mouth
Quit acting brand new
Like y'all don't know what I be doin
Don't fuck up the vibe
Bitch you fucking up the movement
They ain't got no manners
Got no manners
They outta control
Ain't got nothing good to say
Then can you keep your mouth closed
Me I'm steady grinding on this road
And tryna get my own
Been tryna get my own
I'm just trying to get my paper right
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Don't you know that I been tryna get my paper right
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Paper right, paper right
All now I've been all around
Tryna find out tryna find a fuck to give
But yeah, that shit is played out
Stay down, cause all you kids think it's a playground
Nap time, I'll tell that bitch she needa lay down
I doubt no one's ever put you in your place though
Fucking up my money this ain't play time
Fuck your Play-Doh
I know that they ain't serious
They cappin, life is like a movie
They all characters they acting
All that shit is a distraction, yeah
I'm goin make it happen
Turn my passion into profits
Fuck em we goin make some magic
Yeah boy we goin make it out
I can prove it to the world
But first I'll prove it to myself
Cause my mindset is my wealth
They ain't got no manners
Got no manners
They outta control
Ain't got nothing good to say
Then can you keep your mouth closed
Me I'm steady grinding on this road
And tryna get own
Been tryna get my own
I'm just trying to get my paper right
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa,whoa
Don't you know that I been tryna get my paper right
Whoa, whoa, whoa,whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Paper right, paper right
I don't think I can believe that shit
Can you, you, can you believe that shit
They ain't got no manners no
Got no manners no
They ain't got no manners no
When I'm just trying to get my paper right
I'm just tryna get my paper right
Bitch I'm just tryna get my paper right
Paper right, paper right, paper right paper right
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