I said I chase paper what the fuck you think
I chase paper [Repeat: x20]
Hustle now sleep wen I'm dead niggas with money go fed grandma told me
That's where I'm headed goin' chase paper can't be scared all I know I want beg
Goin' get paper I want my bread don't wanna pay I have yo head yoppa loaded
Under my bed goin' chase paper till I'm dead how much it's gon' take till I'm straight
Gon' be rich I can't wait all I do is paper chase I ain't got time to waste.
I need millions on my plate I get paper all day.
Woke up early looking for a check until I'm the life of a rich I can't rest.
Broke and black na that's stress.
Wanna break bread with me be my guess when I got paper I'm at my best.
Only money can fix my mess.
Getting tired of Chevy's I want jets.
All I need is one big lick.
I want now not next.
I want paper I don't wanna here shit.
I want mansions he want bitches.
That's the last thing on my list.
Without paper I am sick paper near I want it
I chase paper till I quit the mo I hustle the mo I get
I lost it all I almost cried I can't sleep I got bags under my eyes.
I need paper fuck being tired
I need paper more then life.
If I go broke I will die hustle longer than 9 to 5.
Can't be broke I got to much pride.
If you go broke then that mean suicide.
Been chasing paper all my life they
Hating on me that aight I need haters they
My high the easier it get the more you try paper chaser
That is I my brother in prison chasing it now say OJ money that is a lie
Oh I know all about chasing paper bruh 3 albums in sixteen months homie
I know all about chasing paper this how we cumin out da gates bruh
Da realist in store December 16 what time is 5:22 in the morning
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"I Chase Paper" as written by Algernod Washington Christopher Gholson
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