End of the month, bullshit
I'm done with it
Broke ass cats, who wanna run with it?
No cash bet you wanna pawn this shit
When the money comes through, you want a hit
Get with it, I'm about to flash some shit
And I ain't talkin' paper, I mean plastic kit
Serve like a waiter and I'll raise a tip
Drastic, I'm about to bust this shit
I'm gettin' sick of it, fuck the fattest without guts and balls
Although it's just the same weed, you ride then poor you get
When it's rain season they all fall
See 'em standing there, back against the wall
Another close call, to me it gets dull
How did your mama raise you, I ain't got no fuckin' ball
On the whole. See? It's time to get involved
Though I won't be there for your downfall
I get the paper, I I
I I get the paper so I don't care
I I I I I get the paper so I don't care
I get the paper, I I
I I get the paper so I don't care
I I I I I get the paper so I don't care
Yea, you're hideous, you got a rhyme
I still got money in stacks and in a better time
You got a hundred cracked, I got the butter lines
But not for you, you ain't a brother of mine
Damn times, I'm about to get to get mine
Act like you know and you'll be doin' damn fine
Act like you know and hopefully it grow
But palms is strong so you can run your cat flow
Can I borrow dough? Ah, hell no
Better grab your own mother by the elbow
You'd better grab your own mother, ask for allamoney
You'd better split it up, set it up, let it go and see
I be like damn yo
Let me break it down once again though
Hey, it's time you gots to show that you could in line when others don't
I get the paper, I I
I I get the paper so I don't care
I I I I I get the paper so I don't care
I get the paper, I I
I I get the paper so I don't care
I I I I I get the paper so I don't care
Yea, I said it
You know who you are
So next time you pick up the telephone
To ask me if you can borrow some money
You know what?
I don't care
Just forget about it
Forget about it cause I ain't pickin' up
So tired of that shit
I'm out
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