all eyes on me I'm brutal, choppin' Up that paper like you know Gotta click since I call them blue notes Shippin' that paper from Earth to Pluto Get that
TV or pick up your CD, P.D. [G. Dep] This is gruesome Niggaz always grab that mic and salt like they really gon' do some' What's wrong with you son?
, Or we all would be rich One mistake, You're broke, The come up's a bitch Make the right moves and forget about sleep concentrate on the paper chase,
over to the side of the road Son do you know why I'm stoppin' you for? 'Cause I'm young and I'm black and my hat's real low Or do I look like a mind
field cradle I heard a thirty eight, it ain't hurt regurgitate Swerving in the irving, sippin Feron in the paper chase With thug niggas, that's born to
) Call him shit bag, bitch I'm Mr. Toilet Paper Call me half a clip with the gasoline chaser Fuck the hollow tips we make the gasoline chase you Smoke
sh-t, now I got a new b-tch think I give two sh-ts you aint gon do sh-t meet my two fingers, intro...deuces if you knew better you'd do better wanna get
are you happy at the way your legacy portrayed ? I'm trying to do for D.C what you did for L.A But music today It's getting lame for us They chasing
picture 'less the flash is on Satisfied with nothing You don't know the half of it Young Money, Cash Money Paper chasing, tell that paper, "Look, I'
trusting this crooked system Mafia with diplomas keeping us in a coma Trying to own a piece of the "American Corona" The revolving door, insanity every floor Sky scraping, paper chasing
quick I'm a million dollar motherfuckin' nigga I thought you knew about it 'bout it, bout it, do ya got it Now the homies bout it, I'm about to do this
broke I know the feeling, that's why I'm paper chasing this cash Better be smart and keep a stash, never know how long it's gone last You do the math
Shake, crack, and brake, no mistake nigga Fuck 'em, stick 'em, stuck 'em, Chucks laced nigga Fat laced nigga, blue fat laces nigga Me and the homie's all on paper chase
hood that know how I do When I move they gon' follow me Yeah, you from D-Block right? Ruff Rydin all night, you outta see my lights Watch the 'gnac get chased
better play your part This shit'll lace yo' heart Get hit with a Ghostface dart And you better live this shit to fullest Or be ready to pull it Or be
dimes, get the dollars is the mind state Of the human race, people on the paper chase The environment is fragile and we been on the gradual Declinin' in a lifetime or
