BUILDING BLUEPRINT
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- All about that paper, green, fetty, guap
- High off vapor, codeine, time to take it from the top
- Used to hustle all the time, selling dope just to cop
- A new pair of shoes, taken if they get the drop
- I knew that money is power and power is respect
- Where I'm from you got respect, gotta sleep with a tec
- My momma said get yo ass to bed, and bring the heater too
- Wasn't afraid to shoot some pigs, cuz I got nothing to lose
- Broke the law, fuck what's correct, but dreams of paper got me erect
- Money do everything, money get the girls perfect
- And it gets em wet, ain't no thang like a man with money
- Ain't it funny honey...
- Turned from trapping, to rapping, because I wanna pay the bills
- Really, odds against my favor, but I got nothing to lose, cept' a few pills
- Started out underground, but my mixtape got big, features were many
- I picked bad habits with the money, snorting dope wit' a twenty
- Popping pills a plenty, buying all these hoes fendi
- High all the time,
- Now I'm signed to my major record label, I got too much cash
- Smoking cubans filled with green, 3 a day, my tray filled with ash
- More money than I know what to do with
- Though I don't need it, still got me a smith
- Don't get too fucked up, cocaine residue on my Benjamins
- Police on my ass, they looking in my closet, for skeletons
- Cop said "Just that you got money and verses and cars,
- don't think you won't be writing bars behind bars,
- if we find anything at all to put you away,
- next tour will be in county dell, okay?"
By Anonymous
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