I gotta get to the bag
Get this Paper
And finally be somebody
In this world
I gotta get to the bag
Get this Paper
And finally live the life that I deserve
I gotta get to it
I got to get to the money
Invest in my time
Gotta get it in a hurry
Want the best in this life
And the rest ain't my worry
I'm obsessed with success
And it's destined for me
Yes sir progressions a must
And next year I bet you'll be impressed very much
With the effort made to educate
I'm escalating up, Underestimated
Never phased I dedicate enough
To the Paper chase
Amazing dreams
So I'm making haste
On a quest to make it
To a greater place
The only question is
Will I Carry On...
I'm sure ill Secure The Bag
Before l Rest My Case
And if we're talking cash
I'm a strategist
I'd rather have more
Than a lack of it
The fact is this, the money
Is the catalyst to all sorts
So of course
I gotta get to the bag
Get this Paper
And finally be somebody
In this world
I gotta get to the bag
Get this Paper
And finally live the life that I deserve
I gotta get to it
Once I get to the money
I'll rest somewhere
Where the weather's
Preferably sunny
A destination
With a sense of testimony
To the trials, tribulations
And tests I overcome
I figure when I configure the figures
I'll fit in comfortable living of leisure
Endeavor for better
But never forgetting the blessings
Eff the decimal
True treasures in the present moment
And heavens in the death of loneliness, Yes
And I've been blessed with the love
Especially at my residence
See I've been paper chasing
Across the map for several months
Soon, I'll be raising Capital
From Edinburgh to London
Saw my Mother, Father
Struggle hard
We never had abundance
Still the love we harbor after all
Is worth more than a Hundred, Thousand Pounds and yeah I'm proud for all of that
But for everything else I wish to have...
I gotta get to the bag
Get this Paper
And finally be somebody
In this world
I gotta get to the bag
Get this Paper
And finally live the life that I deserve
I gotta get to it
Make sure I'm
Dead and buried in cemeteries
With all my pounds and pennies
And treasures and necessary things That I need
Before they put me underneath
This land in a body-bag
A bag is something that I must achieve
Cause while I walk upon this Earth
I strive to be a Pharaoh in the flesh
Yes this is something I believe
Yeah I see the God in me
But there's a thought that keeps Playing in my mind...
How could an hour of my life
Be estimated to a price
Can you not see that this is f*cked up
Cause you could be
50, flipping Yayo just to get these Bucks up
Or Young down on your luck
Asking for pennies
For that same stuff
Cause life is a cycle
Full of downfalls yes I know
I gotta stay closer to the Paper
Than this Biro is
So if I never make it to the tip-top
I stuffing pennies
In every nook and cranny
Of this Zip-lock...
... Bag
Get this Paper
And finally be somebody
In this world
I gotta get to the bag
Get this Paper
And finally live the life that I deserve
I gotta get to it
SiegeTheNight - Paper Cuts, Pt. 1 (feat. Hudson Monfries) Lyrics
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I gotta get to the bag
Get this Paper
And finally be somebody
In this world
I gotta get to the bag
Get this Paper
And finally live the life that I deserve
I gotta get to it
I got to get to the money
Invest in my time
Gotta get it in a hurry
Want the best in this life
And the rest ain't my worry
I'm obsessed with success
And it's destined for me
Yes sir progressions a must
And next year I bet you'll be impressed very much
With the effort made to educate
I'm escalating up, Underestimated
Never phased I dedicate enough
To the Paper chase
Amazing dreams
So I'm making haste
On a quest to make it
To a greater place
The only question is
Will I Carry On...
I'm sure ill Secure The Bag
Before l Rest My Case
And if we're talking cash
I'm a strategist
I'd rather have more
Than a lack of it
The fact is this, the money
Is the catalyst to all sorts
So of course
I gotta get to the bag
Get this Paper
And finally be somebody
In this world
I gotta get to the bag
Get this Paper
And finally live the life that I deserve
I gotta get to it
Once I get to the money
I'll rest somewhere
Where the weather's
Preferably sunny
A destination
With a sense of testimony
To the trials, tribulations
And tests I overcome
I figure when I configure the figures
I'll fit in comfortable living of leisure
Endeavor for better
But never forgetting the blessings
Eff the decimal
True treasures in the present moment
And heavens in the death of loneliness, Yes
And I've been blessed with the love
Especially at my residence
See I've been paper chasing
Across the map for several months
Soon, I'll be raising Capital
From Edinburgh to London
Saw my Mother, Father
Struggle hard
We never had abundance
Still the love we harbor after all
Is worth more than a Hundred, Thousand Pounds and yeah I'm proud for all of that
But for everything else I wish to have...
I gotta get to the bag
Get this Paper
And finally be somebody
In this world
I gotta get to the bag
Get this Paper
And finally live the life that I deserve
I gotta get to it
Make sure I'm
Dead and buried in cemeteries
With all my pounds and pennies
And treasures and necessary things That I need
Before they put me underneath
This land in a body-bag
A bag is something that I must achieve
Cause while I walk upon this Earth
I strive to be a Pharaoh in the flesh
Yes this is something I believe
Yeah I see the God in me
But there's a thought that keeps Playing in my mind...
How could an hour of my life
Be estimated to a price
Can you not see that this is f*cked up
Cause you could be
50, flipping Yayo just to get these Bucks up
Or Young down on your luck
Asking for pennies
For that same stuff
Cause life is a cycle
Full of downfalls yes I know
I gotta stay closer to the Paper
Than this Biro is
So if I never make it to the tip-top
I stuffing pennies
In every nook and cranny
Of this Zip-lock...
... Bag
Get this Paper
And finally be somebody
In this world
I gotta get to the bag
Get this Paper
And finally live the life that I deserve
I gotta get to it
Get this Paper
And finally be somebody
In this world
I gotta get to the bag
Get this Paper
And finally live the life that I deserve
I gotta get to it
I got to get to the money
Invest in my time
Gotta get it in a hurry
Want the best in this life
And the rest ain't my worry
I'm obsessed with success
And it's destined for me
Yes sir progressions a must
And next year I bet you'll be impressed very much
With the effort made to educate
I'm escalating up, Underestimated
Never phased I dedicate enough
To the Paper chase
Amazing dreams
So I'm making haste
On a quest to make it
To a greater place
The only question is
Will I Carry On...
I'm sure ill Secure The Bag
Before l Rest My Case
And if we're talking cash
I'm a strategist
I'd rather have more
Than a lack of it
The fact is this, the money
Is the catalyst to all sorts
So of course
I gotta get to the bag
Get this Paper
And finally be somebody
In this world
I gotta get to the bag
Get this Paper
And finally live the life that I deserve
I gotta get to it
Once I get to the money
I'll rest somewhere
Where the weather's
Preferably sunny
A destination
With a sense of testimony
To the trials, tribulations
And tests I overcome
I figure when I configure the figures
I'll fit in comfortable living of leisure
Endeavor for better
But never forgetting the blessings
Eff the decimal
True treasures in the present moment
And heavens in the death of loneliness, Yes
And I've been blessed with the love
Especially at my residence
See I've been paper chasing
Across the map for several months
Soon, I'll be raising Capital
From Edinburgh to London
Saw my Mother, Father
Struggle hard
We never had abundance
Still the love we harbor after all
Is worth more than a Hundred, Thousand Pounds and yeah I'm proud for all of that
But for everything else I wish to have...
I gotta get to the bag
Get this Paper
And finally be somebody
In this world
I gotta get to the bag
Get this Paper
And finally live the life that I deserve
I gotta get to it
Make sure I'm
Dead and buried in cemeteries
With all my pounds and pennies
And treasures and necessary things That I need
Before they put me underneath
This land in a body-bag
A bag is something that I must achieve
Cause while I walk upon this Earth
I strive to be a Pharaoh in the flesh
Yes this is something I believe
Yeah I see the God in me
But there's a thought that keeps Playing in my mind...
How could an hour of my life
Be estimated to a price
Can you not see that this is f*cked up
Cause you could be
50, flipping Yayo just to get these Bucks up
Or Young down on your luck
Asking for pennies
For that same stuff
Cause life is a cycle
Full of downfalls yes I know
I gotta stay closer to the Paper
Than this Biro is
So if I never make it to the tip-top
I stuffing pennies
In every nook and cranny
Of this Zip-lock...
... Bag
Get this Paper
And finally be somebody
In this world
I gotta get to the bag
Get this Paper
And finally live the life that I deserve
I gotta get to it
Writer: Conner Russell, Jordan Monfries
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Performed By: SiegeTheNight
Language: English
Length: 4:05
Written by: Conner Russell, Jordan Monfries