Overrated Paper Weight

It's like a paperweight
They say it's heavy but it's overrate
It's just too hard to take
When the shit is late

And you say you're great
It's like a paperweight
They say it's heavy but it's overrate
It's just so hard to take

When you're playing with an underrate
Every time they call the shots
They call him late
They say they're playing with the paperweight

The paperweight is overrate
But I don't care cause
He's never gonna be great
Never gonna be great

Never gonna be great
He's just a paperweight
He's an ingrate
An ingrate

Ingrates is
Ingrates is
Ones that overrate themselves
Because they're materiality complex

Is their lives within
They don't even know
What's going on with themselves
They just try to catch you

Up on the upside
And chain you
Like they got their Mercedes Benz
Every time you see them

They talking their shit
They act like
I can do this
I can do that

You can't do a motherfucking thing
All you can do is just lay down
Or stay down
Get out the way

Don't stand in the way of progress
All you're doing
Is making everybody else regress
You're talking about

A paperweight
You like to say he's great
But it's overrate
Call yourself

The late great
The late great
Is always overrated
Talking about how he can do this

He can change that
He can change a motherfucking thing
Tell me about it
How he can do this

How he can do that
He can change everything
He can't change a motherfucking thing
You're paperweight

You're overrate
You're never gonna be great
You're calling shots late
But here they toss hate

You're paperweight
You're overrate
You're never gonna be great
Cause you're calling shots late

You're paperweight
You're gonna be late
You're never gonna be great
Overrate

Overrate
Overrate
Paperweight
Lightweight

Overrate
Calling shots
And calling them late
Paperweight

Lightweight
Paperweight
Lightweight
You're calling shots late

You're never gonna be great
Cause you're always
A paperweight
And overrated

Overstated
Ingrate
Paperweight
Ingrate

Paperweight
Ingrate
A paperweight
Always late

Never gonna be great
Napoleonic compass from the inside
Little man trying to be big on the outside
You understand

Try to hide and be
Pretend to be a law guy
But you know
Napoleon inside

Lightweight
Paperweight
Lightweight
Paperweight

Lightweight
Paperweight
Ingrate
Calling shots late

Ingrate
Calling shots late
Ingrate
Calling shots late

Paperweight
Paperweight
Ingrate
Calling shots late

Paperweight
Paperweight
Ingrate
Calling shots late

Napoleonic Complex
Little man on the inside
Big man on the outside
Overcompensating

To try and hide
The inferiority complex on the inside



Credits
Writer(s): Fred Wright
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