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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?"