"Paper N Power" lyrics
Now I got paper, I got patnas, I got power fasho
Know folk gon' hate it when I pop for real, you know how it go
It's just a day off in the life, I take the highs with the lows
It ain't no fakin' or no flawgin', bitch, this Southside, ho
I hate that folk don't really like dark humor
I be wantin' to say some real fucked-up shit
You gotta laugh when you livin' in this fucked-up world
My nigga, I done been down bad as fucked up get
Everybody crisis existential
Every night we lay down, it be hard to sleep
To find peace in a war with self's instrumental
Nowadays, though the noise seem hard to beat
Hard to keep the faith, but it's essential
Bible always talked the fear of God
Lookin' back, I always had potential
But the man inside the mirror's flawed
Get your mind right
Bittersweet how the lime light blind your eyes
On this road you see the signs in hindsight
Niggas crash out for cash clout, it's finite
But regret lasts forever, toast to my life
Bein' different from my past intuitions
I gotta eat, treat the lab like a kitchen
Cheffin', whippin' soul food, fingerlickin'
Clean the dishes, Lil' Te' back in business
Stackin' chicken till the greenbacks is endless
That's the difference between us, you lack intention
I'm runnin' with the sack, is that sacrilegious?
The weed so strong, I'm nonverbal
Now I got paper, I got patnas, I got power fosho
Know folk gon' hate it when I pop for real, you know how it go
It's just a day off in the life, I take the highs with the lows
It ain't no fakin' or no flawgin', bitch, this Southside, ho
Now I got
Okay, Solo cup with the button-down Polo tucked
Movin' 'round in slow mo, stuck
My dough so up that I know a lil' ho gon' fuck
I ain't even gotta show no bucks
Bro rolled four more blunts
If I smoke this, I'ma be high for 'bout four more months
And I'm sippin' on Pogo punch in the club
Just bouncin' the function, for sure gon' jump
Please don't try
If your man do, baby, he gon' die
I got hands, boo, I don't need no fire
But my dawg got it and he's close by
You know, honestly, I'm a real cool guy
Tryna have a good time
You know that it's a vibe
If you met me just know I ain't no more complex than the next nigga
Tryin' they best to stay stress-free
Um, locked in a box that I dropped and forgot
Got things I don't talk often about
Be the topic when shots get poured and I'm poppin' the top
Ho, this sediment, not on the rocks
Wock make a nigga eyes sit low like Brock in a squat
Block hot, gotta watch for the cops
Stop watchin' the clock
I'm knocked on a rocket with Spock
Bad Bitch just dropped me the dot, okay
Now I got paper, I got patnas, I got power fosho
Know folk gon' hate it when I pop for real, you know how it go
It's just a day off in the life, I take the highs with the lows
It ain't no fakin' or no flawgin', bitch, this Southside, ho
Now I got paper, I got patnas, I got
Now I got paper, I got patnas, I got power fosho
Now I got paper, I got patnas, I got
Now I got paper, I got patnas, bitch, this Southside, ho
Know folk gon' hate it when I pop for real, you know how it go
It's just a day off in the life, I take the highs with the lows
It ain't no fakin' or no flawgin', bitch, this Southside, ho
I hate that folk don't really like dark humor
I be wantin' to say some real fucked-up shit
You gotta laugh when you livin' in this fucked-up world
My nigga, I done been down bad as fucked up get
Everybody crisis existential
Every night we lay down, it be hard to sleep
To find peace in a war with self's instrumental
Nowadays, though the noise seem hard to beat
Hard to keep the faith, but it's essential
Bible always talked the fear of God
Lookin' back, I always had potential
But the man inside the mirror's flawed
Get your mind right
Bittersweet how the lime light blind your eyes
On this road you see the signs in hindsight
Niggas crash out for cash clout, it's finite
But regret lasts forever, toast to my life
Bein' different from my past intuitions
I gotta eat, treat the lab like a kitchen
Cheffin', whippin' soul food, fingerlickin'
Clean the dishes, Lil' Te' back in business
Stackin' chicken till the greenbacks is endless
That's the difference between us, you lack intention
I'm runnin' with the sack, is that sacrilegious?
The weed so strong, I'm nonverbal
Now I got paper, I got patnas, I got power fosho
Know folk gon' hate it when I pop for real, you know how it go
It's just a day off in the life, I take the highs with the lows
It ain't no fakin' or no flawgin', bitch, this Southside, ho
Now I got
Okay, Solo cup with the button-down Polo tucked
Movin' 'round in slow mo, stuck
My dough so up that I know a lil' ho gon' fuck
I ain't even gotta show no bucks
Bro rolled four more blunts
If I smoke this, I'ma be high for 'bout four more months
And I'm sippin' on Pogo punch in the club
Just bouncin' the function, for sure gon' jump
Please don't try
If your man do, baby, he gon' die
I got hands, boo, I don't need no fire
But my dawg got it and he's close by
You know, honestly, I'm a real cool guy
Tryna have a good time
You know that it's a vibe
If you met me just know I ain't no more complex than the next nigga
Tryin' they best to stay stress-free
Um, locked in a box that I dropped and forgot
Got things I don't talk often about
Be the topic when shots get poured and I'm poppin' the top
Ho, this sediment, not on the rocks
Wock make a nigga eyes sit low like Brock in a squat
Block hot, gotta watch for the cops
Stop watchin' the clock
I'm knocked on a rocket with Spock
Bad Bitch just dropped me the dot, okay
Now I got paper, I got patnas, I got power fosho
Know folk gon' hate it when I pop for real, you know how it go
It's just a day off in the life, I take the highs with the lows
It ain't no fakin' or no flawgin', bitch, this Southside, ho
Now I got paper, I got patnas, I got
Now I got paper, I got patnas, I got power fosho
Now I got paper, I got patnas, I got
Now I got paper, I got patnas, bitch, this Southside, ho
