Paper Man (feat. Ibssomniac) Video (MV)

Yo
When the beat comes on
Well I guess I'm off
I don't wanna be another
I wanna be a brother
I wanna be the one that write the whole story and it never boring
You looking eye in my observatory not just Griffith tourist homie
Imma be the dog in my ride
Holla in the street
On Beverly and cops in the heat

Few months were the chillest
Found my Phyllis
Grandma's chilling with the church songs really
Eat munch box filling
My tum killing
Ya'll be feeling how high I'm living
Full rockstar spitting these heads I'm spinning
Jaws gone missing I'm white shark fishing
This white girl thick and might be thinking that
My times ending new life beginning
Look

I don't wanna be an asshole
Just wanna fill up your asshole
I don't think it's sick I mean I hit it cuz that ass swole
Motherf*ckers I'm back hoe
Like I hit it from the back though
I don't think I wanna finish on the face no
I just really wanna finish in the best home
I just really wanna fam I can call my own
I'm Caterpie to Metapod I'm hard on my dome

Why the f*ck is everybody on the depress
You gotta man up if you really wanna impress
It don't matter if your chest flat or out breast
Only best you gotta test is your own best
Don't I really want the stardom
But touring counties is a start though
I be hitting with my phrase: man fosho
Four door Accord, trunk is black

And my fans in the past are my friends in the now
My enemies wanna be envying now
Eyes on the prize like I'm never looking down
Like I'm scared of the heights that I'm reaching with sound
Feed off the crowd brother and sister
The best human beings that I barely know wish that
I'd know them much better older I pray this
I'd rather be with them than rather be famous
Yuh

Paper Man
Paper Man
Paper Man
Paper Man
I'm a paper man
With a paper can
With a paper hand
And a paper stand
With a paper dad
And a paper cat
And a paper stack
I'm the paper man
I'm the paper man
Yeah