Yellow Tape

I never wear nothin' smaller than a 34 jean

Or maybe 32, but at least I keep 'em clean

And I don't rock nothin' bigger than a 7-5-8

So I spit it and fly, nigga, word to my regime

I'm devastating, the one that every rapper fears

Elevated, floatin' past the stratosphere

I heard you got a buzz goin' for yourself, that's fuckin' awesome

Ain't that the same kid we seen at South By out in Austin?

I started out with the youngins on the strip

But now all I get is hella money when I spit

That's why I came up from an onion to a brick

Man, you sloppy ass niggas won't ever amount to shit

I'm game tight, name in lights

It ain't a game, my aim is precise, pay with your life nigga

You better watch how you movin' runnin' up on Fash

Do it bare face, I don't need no mask nigga

Come take a trip around my way

A place where big kids don't play everyday

You see the cost you pay for somebody caught a case

And I'm just tryin' to stay in my lane and beat them haters up

Stayin' papered up, pa-pa-papered up

Papered up, pa-pa-papered up

Papered up, pa-pa-papered up

I beat them haters up, stayin' papered up

I never thought twice about runnin' from the one time

Gettin' duckets under the California sunshine

I always thought I'd be the first

To leave the Eastside in a hearse, to reside in the dirt

Man I been on this shit, I been on my grind

I been known to spit, nigga I been known to shine

I won't ever let this game get the best of me

So you can't ever make me swallow my integrity

And years after I leave this earth

I'll probably resurrect, come back even worse

Cause there's only two ways to come up in this game

That's hustle over time or stay in your lane

And I'll be damned if I don't get mine

At the end of the day, I still got that nine

So watch what you say, and watch what you do

Cause I might be the one to blow the top off your coupe

Come take a trip around my way

A place where big kids don't play everyday

You see the cost you pay for somebody caught a case

And I'm just tryin' to stay in my lane and beat them haters up

Stayin' papered up, pa-pa-papered up

Papered up, pa-pa-papered up

Papered up, pa-pa-papered up

I beat them haters up, stayin' papered up

I never been one to shy away from the truth

So high I might rise out the booth

A line motherfucker? And this is the guy you recruit?

I can't be responsible if he dies off the roof

How you think I'm supposed to act?

Tell me, how the fuck am I supposed to rap?

You better know where you stand, and watch who you trust

Especially dealin' with guys like us, nigga