Paper Chaser

I got homie on my shoulder tellin' me everything gon' be alright
Look out to the crowd and tell me you don't see the light
And I'll point it out for ya
Paranoia crumbles when ya pour it out or just
make sure you stay humble
You can stumble till you fall then stand up like a soldier
Long as they can see you tall then they can't say "I told you so"
Know that you can't throw back
That road has grown colder
In that same vain, I hear voices from my other shoulder sayin'
Damn that.
Make money.
You don't like it, burn it down.
Feed the fam, not the haters
Show 'em how we murder sound.
Lighters in the air so we see who is among us
They tryna' bring us down, that just means we on the up.
You know what?
I'm too busy having conversations...
I'm too busy having conversations...
I'm too busy having conversations...
But all we ever talk is.
Paper Chaser.
Show 'em how we murder sound.
You know what?
But all we ever talk is.
Show 'em how we murder sound.
Burn it down.
Damn that.
Make money.
You don't like it, burn it down.
Feed the fam, not the haters
Show 'em how we murder sound.
Lighters in the air so we see who is among us
They tryna' bring us down, that just means we on the up.
You know what?
I'm too busy having conversations...
I'm too busy having conversations...
I'm too busy having conversations...
But all we ever talk is .
Show 'em how we murder sound.
You know what?
But all we ever talk is.
Show 'em how we murder sound.
Burn it down.



Credits
Writer(s): David Robert Bruce
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