Paper chasing
Universal minds
I'm on the bread truck gotta work my money up
If you owe me nigga I beat your ass up
Or we can gun fight I don't really give a f*ck
Before you play me I fade away in the dust
I'm on the bread truck gotta work my money up
If you owe me nigga I beat your ass up
Or we can gun fight I don't really give a f*ck
Before you play me I fade away in the dust
Hit the slab on my money route
On the town it's a drought
Gotta stay focused man a couple boxes rolled with loud
I love that fruity smoke got hard skittles and that girl
Come get what you want let me take you in my world
I recognize another playa so don't get the business twisted
I'm playa by all means and never show you nothing different
If I'm not cooling with baby them hundons I'm flipping
Like my cash on deck that credit come with trust
Come on down with that don't try to pull a stick up
You might get wet up if the time right
Off the wham if it's dark another murder that night
Take a hell of a high risk to be accepting a loss
Now your family mugging me like all of this is my fault
It's a very ugly scene outlined in white chalk
I'm on the bread truck gotta work my money up
If you owe me nigga I beat your ass up
Or we can gun fight I don't really give a f*ck
Before you play me I fade away in the dust
I'm on the bread truck gotta work my money up
If you owe me nigga I beat your ass up
Or we can gun fight I don't really give a f*ck
Before you play me I fade away in the dust
On the guitar feel like I'm a rock star
Giving out blessings I feel like a pastor
All this drank here got me nauseous
Nigga want to ask to get hit with the tect
Paper Chasing yeah I get to the check
Bitch so bad told her give me that neck
Hit her one time and I'm on to the next
Check out my drip all I do is flex
Big bank roll yeah I got it on me
Come get your lil' ho tell her back up off
She stuck on me like she some glue
That nigga dere mad cause I took his lil' boo
I'm on the bread truck gotta work my money up
If you owe me nigga I beat your ass up Or we can gun fight
I don't really give a f*ck before you play me I fade away in the dust
I'm on the bread truck gotta work my money up
If you owe me nigga I beat your ass up
Or we can gun fight I don't really give a f*ck
Before you play me I fade away in the dust
Self made playas in da motherf*ckin' building
Big brainers corporation Mr. Behind The Scenes
Yeah keep that bag straight
We on that money hunt
Big facts
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English
Paper chasing
Universal minds
I'm on the bread truck gotta work my money up
If you owe me nigga I beat your ass up
Or we can gun fight I don't really give a f*ck
Before you play me I fade away in the dust
I'm on the bread truck gotta work my money up
If you owe me nigga I beat your ass up
Or we can gun fight I don't really give a f*ck
Before you play me I fade away in the dust
Hit the slab on my money route
On the town it's a drought
Gotta stay focused man a couple boxes rolled with loud
I love that fruity smoke got hard skittles and that girl
Come get what you want let me take you in my world
I recognize another playa so don't get the business twisted
I'm playa by all means and never show you nothing different
If I'm not cooling with baby them hundons I'm flipping
Like my cash on deck that credit come with trust
Come on down with that don't try to pull a stick up
You might get wet up if the time right
Off the wham if it's dark another murder that night
Take a hell of a high risk to be accepting a loss
Now your family mugging me like all of this is my fault
It's a very ugly scene outlined in white chalk
I'm on the bread truck gotta work my money up
If you owe me nigga I beat your ass up
Or we can gun fight I don't really give a f*ck
Before you play me I fade away in the dust
I'm on the bread truck gotta work my money up
If you owe me nigga I beat your ass up
Or we can gun fight I don't really give a f*ck
Before you play me I fade away in the dust
On the guitar feel like I'm a rock star
Giving out blessings I feel like a pastor
All this drank here got me nauseous
Nigga want to ask to get hit with the tect
Paper Chasing yeah I get to the check
Bitch so bad told her give me that neck
Hit her one time and I'm on to the next
Check out my drip all I do is flex
Big bank roll yeah I got it on me
Come get your lil' ho tell her back up off
She stuck on me like she some glue
That nigga dere mad cause I took his lil' boo
I'm on the bread truck gotta work my money up
If you owe me nigga I beat your ass up Or we can gun fight
I don't really give a f*ck before you play me I fade away in the dust
I'm on the bread truck gotta work my money up
If you owe me nigga I beat your ass up
Or we can gun fight I don't really give a f*ck
Before you play me I fade away in the dust
Self made playas in da motherf*ckin' building
Big brainers corporation Mr. Behind The Scenes
Yeah keep that bag straight
We on that money hunt
Big facts
Universal minds
I'm on the bread truck gotta work my money up
If you owe me nigga I beat your ass up
Or we can gun fight I don't really give a f*ck
Before you play me I fade away in the dust
I'm on the bread truck gotta work my money up
If you owe me nigga I beat your ass up
Or we can gun fight I don't really give a f*ck
Before you play me I fade away in the dust
Hit the slab on my money route
On the town it's a drought
Gotta stay focused man a couple boxes rolled with loud
I love that fruity smoke got hard skittles and that girl
Come get what you want let me take you in my world
I recognize another playa so don't get the business twisted
I'm playa by all means and never show you nothing different
If I'm not cooling with baby them hundons I'm flipping
Like my cash on deck that credit come with trust
Come on down with that don't try to pull a stick up
You might get wet up if the time right
Off the wham if it's dark another murder that night
Take a hell of a high risk to be accepting a loss
Now your family mugging me like all of this is my fault
It's a very ugly scene outlined in white chalk
I'm on the bread truck gotta work my money up
If you owe me nigga I beat your ass up
Or we can gun fight I don't really give a f*ck
Before you play me I fade away in the dust
I'm on the bread truck gotta work my money up
If you owe me nigga I beat your ass up
Or we can gun fight I don't really give a f*ck
Before you play me I fade away in the dust
On the guitar feel like I'm a rock star
Giving out blessings I feel like a pastor
All this drank here got me nauseous
Nigga want to ask to get hit with the tect
Paper Chasing yeah I get to the check
Bitch so bad told her give me that neck
Hit her one time and I'm on to the next
Check out my drip all I do is flex
Big bank roll yeah I got it on me
Come get your lil' ho tell her back up off
She stuck on me like she some glue
That nigga dere mad cause I took his lil' boo
I'm on the bread truck gotta work my money up
If you owe me nigga I beat your ass up Or we can gun fight
I don't really give a f*ck before you play me I fade away in the dust
I'm on the bread truck gotta work my money up
If you owe me nigga I beat your ass up
Or we can gun fight I don't really give a f*ck
Before you play me I fade away in the dust
Self made playas in da motherf*ckin' building
Big brainers corporation Mr. Behind The Scenes
Yeah keep that bag straight
We on that money hunt
Big facts
Writer: Cleveland Ellis, Javen Taylor
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Copyright: Lyrics © TuneCore Inc., O/B/O DistroKid