[x2] I fly like paper, get high like planes If you catch me at the border I got visas in my name If you come around here, I make 'em all day I get one
money America's five centuries deep in cotton money You see a lot of brothers caked up, yo straight up It's new, y'all living off of slave traders paper
illusion And plus live it out on spite Yo the block is draining and scary A nigga might die out here Or be in some jail law library Unlawful entry a century
here's to our last drink of fossil fuels let us vow to get off of this sauce shoo away the swarms of commuter planes and find that train ticket we
' have to imagine Call me a prophet 'cause I predicted what's gon' happen I began the paper, stackin' at those Who be paper snatchin', will emerge like
Johnny Richter's playin' games, High as fuck ridin' trains took a plane to the cup ??? cannabis, You know it got me so lit I forgot what song is this,
gon' have to imagine Call me a prophet cause I predicted what's gon' happen I began the paper, stackin at those who be paper snatchin, will emerge like
see it this way I want him in the NFL, his brother in the NBA No doubt, I am with a 'piece down in Mecca All crazy to the lady, none of this is make believe
you got the fat stacks Take it to the next century, and can't find your way back Bottom line is music is my number one And nothing made of paper can
got money America's five centuries deep in cotton money You see a lot of brothers caked up, yo straight up It's new, y'all livin off of slave traders paper
caught on Sell these niggas the illusion And plus live it out on spite Yo the block is draining and scary A nigga might die out here Or be in some jail law library Unlawful entry a century
And plus live it out on spite Yo the block is draining and scary A nigga might die out here Or be in some jail law library Unlawful entry a century Fuck
to lenge me A young person who feels like I been on earth for a century I was questioned in my work before the birth of this entry I walk on cursed crucifix
[Eligh] No diamonds would be bought by this man If I took a lucky strike and hit the jackpot Would I rot in hell or prosper Cottontail the offer Or just
mental suicide, Kamakazie got the plug on this game, so we on the plane Friday finally, its a motherfuckin hit clicks fists of four-fifths, Steady Mobb in this
