Swain Turay
Swain Turay - The Paper songtekst
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Nate Hall} Money in the air till the sky turn green She trying drop it low I'm trying get in between Got a Kango hat on And a four finger ring She a Erica type A ebony queen Met her at the skating rink Rolling in mercedes If there's more where that came from She'll be my lady Have my baby Fuck the shit outta me It's funny how money, changes the whole thing Right now ain't got a thing Just beats and rhymes All the gold in videos Make my ass blind I flow de vine, and spit wealth untold I posses currency in the bank of my soul At the bottom of the scroll God left a note Said if you stay on your grind The money will fold Fall into place Like religion to Mase Shit gon' hard like fat kids on made Or losers trying get laid Fuck hoes quickly Cuz if you stay long you get amore Take a? Turn it t Fuck a lawyer fee But I refuse a motherfucker To let a bitch get to me So I fuck quickly and I always bust em out If you ain't like the bitch Open your mouth Have the shit come out Told you I was a profit Watch the wild come out Watch the knives get brought All avoidable if you just open your mouth Or shut it for that matter You lames bring laughter You lames bring bad energy I don't wanna attract No chats with ya I can't snack with ya Cuz I can't hang with niggas that act fag bra {Chours} {Swain Turay} I remember mahn Chillin in december mahn Every time I kicked it Me and you were together fam Through the weather mahn Down for whatever mahn Every time you needed the paper I got the cheddar Fast Niggas was after Mary Jane Trying get her fast Headed for the stash Slanging tree was my better half I figured it out when I was only 14 Seeing more green Than the motherfucking Lepercan Or Con nigga I conned niggas I kicked it with I ain't proud of the past But I aint trying live in it Mahn I'm just trying get my dividends And get my cash from the tree I was chippin' in I provided for all these niggas that's smokin' Went the extra mile just to keep these niggas rolling Staying on my hustle On my grind, just promoting the music Trying produce it On my own staying ruthless Mahn the truth is I'll probably shouldn't do it anyway Cuz in the end, This shit won't give me any play But while it last Don't forget about the past Just remember what I did for you and your crew when you couldn't gas {Chours}