Letras
Aye, let's take that next exit, to success
I must confess, that you're messing, with the best
Them haters might suggest, they wanna see me stressed today
I'm the wrong one to test, what my GPS say?
Time to flex out, on the best route, to getting paid
Chasing checks now, can you guess how, they getting made?
Sticking to this grind, just finding time, to make some paper
Yea, make some paper
Time to flex out, on the best route, to getting paid
Chasing checks now, can you guess how, they getting made?
Sticking to this grind, just finding time, to make some paper
Yea, make some paper
Duck and dodging, them traders, staying far, from them haters
They be starving, for capers, go to war, for that paper
They be charging, like cables, don't you start, it'll be fatal
No regard, for ya neighbors, they'll lay yo cards, on the table
Keep on thinking they playing, bitch, you know where we stand
Popping all that fly shit, better hope you don't land
What you know bout the struggle? coming straight, out the gutta
Know you heard that money talks, slight delay, when it stutters
Making plays, till they double, running straight, out the huddle
Ain't no clippers involved, they trying to fade out, ya brother
On ya P's and Q's, nigga these the rules
Crooked cops, on ya block, holla'n freeze, don't move
Can you please excuse, how a real one, be coming through?
See they look confused, gotta tell them, what I come to do?
Fuck the world, but damn, where my condoms at?
On this paper route, no doubt, when it come to that
Time to flex out, on the best route, to getting paid
Chasing checks now, can you guess how, they getting made?
Sticking to this grind, just finding time, to make some paper
Yea, make some paper
Time to flex out, on the best route, to getting paid
Chasing checks now, can you guess how, they getting made?
Sticking to this grind, just finding time, to make some paper
Yea, make some paper
See I'm collecting checks
These other rappers in this game, think we're neck to neck